—There, Mr. ’ There was a silence. The echoes of his hard, unpleasant laugh reached Anna on her way upstairs. I am no use for a clerk, because I do not understand shorthand. They were followed by Jonathan, who carried a stout stick under his arm, and planted himself near the stone. ” He paused.
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