Part of his head was swathed in linen bandages. Certain of my prey, I can afford to wait for it. “I wonder,” he said, “is there anything we could do to help you to get rid of him?” “Can you think of anything?” Anna answered. ‘Then it must certainly be Eugénie. Then we can look out together for such employment—as would be more suitable for you. “Anna!” she repeated. "Where is he?" asked she, in an agitated whisper. No one had lived here since old man Remenham had died some eighteen months ago, for the heir, so it was rumoured, was a relative with property of his own. I'm going to be frank; we must have a clear understanding. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha.
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