Anna held out her hand, and he paused. Better even than these. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. But he promised to give me a couple of guineas if I'd ascertain whether it fitted your locks. He lowered his voice a little and leaned over towards her. "Begone, wretch!" cried the mother, stung beyond endurance by his taunts; "or I will drive you hence with my curses. John picked it up and put it in her hands. Then the incredible happened. He had heard me sing—the fool thought himself in love with me.
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