Look at it, I say. “Yes, I remember you now. You were afraid of me, afraid that I should have
been shocked, afraid of the scandal. "But to drag this innocent child into the muck! With her head full of
book nonsense—love stories and fairy stories! Have you any idea of the tragedy
she is bound to stumble upon some day? I don't care about you. Shakily,
she rose with the sword and drove it through Rhea’s
heart. And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or
had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared
should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut
the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters. She returned home through a world that was as roseate as
it had been gray overnight. You don’t know, Anna, but when one is in danger one realizes that the—
the other side of the line is Hell. "Eh-day! what's this?" cried Wood, looking up from beneath his spectacles. That is why I called myself Anna.
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