Chapter Seven ‘Oh, my God,’ burst from Gerald. Tell me how you are earning your living here, Anna—typewriting, or painting, or lady’s companion?” “I think,” Anna said, “that the less you know about me the better. His expression became pained. She had not chosen her life, but she was foggy on whether or not it was right to deny others the right to join her in her suffering.
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