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"This is a wonderful thing for me," said Annie as she stood up. Leslie turned and looked at her without replying. "I mean that my fourteen shillings can now last me nearly another week. By that time, if I get this situation, I shall have saved money and be quite independent. Leslie, you cannot imagine what a load will be lifted from my mind, and you will have done it. I shall thank you to the longest day I live."
"But I don't want to do it," said Leslie; "you don't know how dreadful I feel. Pray, don't say any more to me. I am not good now, not at all. I want to be away by myself, to fight this thing out to the bitter end. But here we are. I'll do my best for you, Annie, only for Heaven's sake don't thank me."