There was scant social life on the Sha-mien aside from masculine foregatherings, little that interested him. There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed. I—well, I borrowed Anna’s name. Now it is—’ ‘What are you doing still here, missie, that’s what I’d like to know?’ demanded the man Trodger, sticking to his guns.
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