But I never seen
Mr Charvill, and when the Frenchie come out, I followed him again, like you
told me. “I’m sorry, ma’am, to seem the cause of any disturbance, but this,” he pointed to
Anna, “is my wife. The few pence
left in her purse would only provide a very scanty lunch. “My dear,” the letter ran, “I have to tell you that your sister Gwen has offended
your father very much. “My name,” Anna replied calmly, “is certainly Pellissier, but I repeat that I do
not know you. It would have
saved me much circumlocution, and you some suspense. Take care he don't see you,—and bring me word where he goes,
and what he does. It was as if
her finite human brain could only store a limit of
information, details like hair color and fingernail shape
easily jettisoned to make room for the nuances of a grin
or the emotion of a shoulder blade. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not
even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. He had invited himself to dine with her
merely to watch her table manners.
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