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Giles saw in the girl almost as great a change as that which had taken place in her mother. Formerly haughty and self-possessed, she was now quite exhausted and broken down. Her dress was muddy and wet and in disorder. She had a grey face and red eyes. Huddled up in the chair, she looked a pitiable object -- the ruin of what was once a beautiful woman.
"Anne lost? " cried the Princess, clutching at a chair to steady herself. "Olga, what do you mean?"