Chapter VII The Pointing of Duty

Anne leaned back in her chair one mild October evening and sighe 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 e closely written sheets of paper before her had no apparent connection with studi 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 “What is the matter?” asked Gilbert, who had arrived at the open kitchen door just in time to hear the sigh. Anne colored, and thrust her writing out of sight under some school compositions.