He now understood her interest in Taber, as he called himself: habit, a twice-told tale. I called myself Anna. . She padded up the stairs to the bedroom, finding that her sheets had been changed with a fresh pillow case to welcome her weary head. "Go to the pump, Nab," he said, when this was done, "and fill a pail with water. Say something. I want to make you feel that here is a place where the crowd does not clamor nor ill-winds blow. She shuddered.
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