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” “I think,” Anna said, “that it was only his manner. “Close your eyes. “Your father is dead too, I believe,” he continued, “and your mother. “I’m glad you’re all right,” he said, “because we want you to do us a favour. . There was a new softness in her eyes, a hesitation, a timidity about her manner which was almost pathetic. His father was one of my old customers, and I am happy to find his son treading in his steps. I'll call it my wedding gift. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. But as she got out of the train at Morningside Park Station she had a shock.
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