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A grimy, battered object, which had no place in the fashionable quarter of town. "Owen, Owen," pursued Mrs. Gerald’s thoughts raced as he reached out supporting hands and murmured meaningless phrases to soothe. ‘You would know more of me?’ ‘I would know everything about you,’ Gerald told her, his tone at once provocative and inviting. ” “No! Well, I just suggested it. Oh! you haven't got the key—then I must have it, I suppose. It was as if she had grown right past her father into something older and of infinitely wider outlook, as if he had always been unsuspectedly a flattened figure, and now she had discovered him from the other side. “Tell me his name,” he said, “and I promise that he shall never trouble you. These women could not be bad, else the hotel would not have permitted them to enter! Still, the scene presented a riddle: to give immunity to the black women who went about all but naked and to damn the white for exposing their shoulders! She had eaten but little; all her hunger had been in her eyes—and in her heart. “What do you think of them?” Anna extended her critical survey and shrugged her shoulders. ” “It isn’t nice getting there. It still failed in something. “Ungracious little beast, I call her. One realized indeed then where the differences lay; the tender curves about Anna’s mouth transformed into hard sharp lines in Annabel’s, the eyes of one, truthful and frank, the other’s more beautiful but with less expression—windows lit with dazzling light, but through which one saw—nothing. ” She made her glasses glint.
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