"This locket," he said, taking a little ornament attached to a black ribband from his breast, and giving it her,—"do you remember it?" "I do—I do!" cried Winifred. Ann Veronica looked up at him and found him regarding her with eyes that were almost woebegone, and into which, indeed, he was trying to throw much more expression than they could carry. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. “I have given her two days’ holiday,” Anna answered. ” “You are a marvellous courier,” she declared, as they passed into the street.
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