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You will be my
witness, Madame Joan. Its very
calmness was frightful. Manning would on no account do, though he was tall and dark
and handsome and kind, and thirty-five and adequately prosperous, and all that a
husband should be. Her pat answer to all inquiries was,
“I let my sister Shari make me over,” while she kept from
staring at her own reflection in the shiny shoes past her
bare knees. At first she thought that the woman was just a
servant. "I never saw the like
of you! One has to guard one's actions constantly in this wicked world, if one is
a woman, young and pretty. ’ Then all at once remembrance made her smile. “Called myself Anna,” the girl repeated coolly. Niece and aunt regarded each other for a moment over their pockethandkerchiefs with watery but antagonistic eyes, each far too profoundly moved
to see the absurdity of the position. Wood, who maintained stoutly, that if Thames had been led to do wrong, it
must be through the instrumentality of his worthless companion.
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