She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. “I do,” Anna answered. ’ ‘Yes, but I do not like to scrub the floor and peel the vegetables and feed the pig. ’ While he trod a deliberate path through the pink saloon towards the door, Gerald encouraged a flow of harmless chatter about the people Madame had met and the parties she had attended. She knew very well that a new thing was stirring in her. Briefly explained, she was as the child who discards the rag baby for the living one. Anna stepped back at once with a little gasp of relief.
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