”
“Many other people,” she remarked, “have made the same mistake. “I can’t. "You will be wanting your broth, Hoddy," she said. Miss Mary and me, and
Martha too sometimes. "
"Stand off, Poll," rejoined the woollen-draper; "I don't want to hurt you. She had seen a man’s head steal out for a moment
and draw the curtains a little closer. “How crude you are, Anna!” she exclaimed with a little sigh. But you want one quality, without which all others are
valueless. She had come to despise those who were fertile
out of pure jealousy, but could not admit it to herself. ”
Chapter III
ANNA? OR ANNABEL?
Sir John was wholly unable to understand the laugh and semi-ironical cheer
which greeted his entrance to the smoking-room of the English Club on the
following evening. He could not pull her soul apart now to
satisfy that queer absorbing, delving thing which was his literary curiosity; he
had put her outside that circle.
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