" It was curiously like the intermittent murmur of the surf, those weird Sundays, when her father paused for breath to launch additional damnation for those who disobeyed the Word. ” “In a minute, in a minute,” he answered, his eyes fixed upon Anna. ‘If you imagine you’re going to use one ungentlemanly act to manipulate me, you very much mistake the matter. I'll be feeling fine in no time. I too, Anna, have watched and read of your success with—I must confess it—some misgiving. Nobody will ever know what the fleas thought.
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