“Where to?” he asked, as the hansom drove up. When she released him he ran down the beach for a stick which he fetched and laid at her feet. Anna leaned forward, watching the people in the streets. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees. "He will kill me," cried Thames. “You certainly got him in the bag. Anna, do you not see that the Countess is sitting alone?” She rose, and flashed a quick smile upon Ennison behind her husband’s back. "But—sapperment!—I wish they hadn't broken my pipe. It was a different world. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams. You're rich.
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