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. Coffee à la Turque wasn't so bad; but a guy couldn't soak his breakfast toast in it. It was a perfect windless spring day, a Sunday. “No. “And now,” she said, splintering the surviving piece of coal into indignant flame-spurting fragments with one dexterous blow, “what am I to do? “I’m in a hole!—mess is a better word, expresses it better. You MUST not, you SHALL not go. “It is your sister and her husband,” he said. Turning, she heaved at the bottom door and slammed it in his face just as he came leaping forward to grab her. Capes and her father stood up, and her father made a belated movement toward the curtain. Well-balanced, sane, wasn’t I? You never heard anyone call me a madman? I’m pretty near being one now, and it’s her fault.
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