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Anna, notwithstanding her quiet clothes, a figure marvellously out of accord with her surroundings, sat before a small marble-topped table at a crowded A. B. C., and munched a roll and butter with hearty appetite.
"If only I could afford another! " she thought regretfully. "I wonder why I am always hungry nowadays. It is so ridiculous."