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He opened the door of still another room, in one corner of which was a grand piano. ” “I don’t care. “You see,” he said, “you are like an inaccessible gold-mine in all this sort of matter. Let me keep him. Kneebone said, just now. ” “I still——” Anna stopped short. "No"—as if her thoughts were elsewhere. The young lady in the bureau said she would inquire, and Ann Veronica, while she affected to read the appeal on a hospital collecting-box upon the bureau counter, had a disagreeable sense of being surveyed from behind by a small, whiskered gentleman in a frock-coat, who came out of the inner office and into the hall among a number of equally observant green porters to look at her and her bags. She looked directly at his face, his perpetually graying hair, his hawkish nose, his long cheekbones. She could feel her body rebel against her actions, convulsing, so she forced herself to think of her mother in Heaven, her mother's beautiful face, the sun dancing across the rivers of her home. It was not for a week or a month.
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