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Women of the Country by Gertrude Bone
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"Do her good," said the younger man; and they began to discuss the list
and quality of the horses for sale.

Anne walked on. It had come then, and sooner than it was looked for.
Jane's fancy-work and "lady-like" life seemed like the play-things of a
baby by the side of a scaffold, as helpless and as foolish.

"I was going to the Union to-morrow anyway for Elizabeth Richardson,"
said Anne, as she unlocked her door, trying not to see Jane Evans
walking all alone, with no new house or protector, through the darkness
of which she was afraid, to the formidable iron gate of the Union.




CHAPTER XIV


In the afternoon of the following day Anne entered the common room of
the Infirmary. In this large room, with high windows spotlessly clean, a
fireplace at one end in which a sufficiently generous fire was burning,
and before which were two wicker cradles; women for the most part in
extreme old age of body rather than years were sitting in every possible
attitude on the wooden seat which ran round the wall on three sides of
the room. At the far end, near the fire, a blind woman was knitting
men's stockings. Two very old women sat with their chins in their hands
and heads bent, motionless, neither hearing nor seeing anything outward.
Three others, their white pleated caps nodding at different angles, were
making aprons. A young woman with a healthy but sullen face was nursing
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