Anna thrust hers into her pocket unopened, and for the first time left the house without a smile upon her face. . If one wants a thing very much, perhaps one is inclined to think one can’t have it. Love stories!… A sob rushed into her throat, and to smother it she buried her face in a pillow. Her slender throat was encircled by a black riband, with a small locket attached to it; and upon the top of her head rested a diminutive lace cap.
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