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Anne leaned back in her chair one mild October evening and sighed. She was sitting at a table covered with text books and exercises, but the closely written sheets of paper before her had no apparent connection with studies or school work.
"What is the matter? " asked Gilbert, who had arrived at the open kitchen door just in time to hear the sigh.