We continue our serialisation of Anne by Constance Fenimore Woolson
“What are to be my duties?” asked Anne. Â ”Whatever I require,” answered the old woman, grimly.
When the song was ended, there was much applause of the subdued drawing-room kindâ€”applause, however, plainly intended for Helen alone. Singularly enough, Miss Vanhorn resented this. “If I should take Anne, [...]