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“Called myself Anna,” the girl repeated coolly. He hated travelling second-class with her—indeed, he never did—but he also disliked travelling in the same train when his daughter was in an inferior class, because of the look of the thing. But she was disturbed, mysteriously disturbed. Then abruptly Mr. A few bricks, dislodged probably by his last descent, came clattering down the chimney, and as it was perfectly dark, gave him the notion that some one was endeavouring to force an entrance into the room. “Yes, I will go,” she promised, with a queer little smile. ’ ‘The nuns?’ she said, gazing at him innocently. ’ ‘I shall stop him,’ declared the old lady furiously.
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