Certain simple purposes emerged from the disingenuous muddle of her feelings and desires. She lay and nibbled at a sprig of dwarf rhododendron. “You’re so cute. 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. I am too weak to aid you. And, in addition, she was now seeing and talking to Ramage almost weekly, on a theory which she took very gravely, that they were exceptionally friends. That’s how things are; that’s the order of the world. It was rude and disrespectful to raise her eyes to him, her mother had warned. Almost had Martha won out. But to choose this of all moments. I know now that I was mistaken. He came to her and stood before her, waiting, the morning light dazzling his eyes.
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