She said”—Ann Veronica shivered again—“‘I hope it won’t make you uncomfortable, my dear’—like that—‘and whatever you do, do be careful of your hair!’ I think—I judge from her manner—that she thought it was just a little indelicate of us—considering everything; but she tried to be practical and sympathetic and live down to our standards. “Pellissier,” she repeated thoughtfully. She sat herself upon the bed. ’ ‘That old fool? Why my brother kept him on I shall never know. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. Now the baby’s bright May eyes peered up at her intently.
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