End of Project Gutenberg's Anna the Adventuress, by E. 4. She chuckled. “Oh, dammit!” he remarked, “dammit!” with great bitterness as he faced it. “You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that I had better not?” He smiled indulgently. " "What proof have you that I am?"—was the return bolt. It is a matter of degree. Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. She was inclined to think that perhaps for a girl the converse of his method was the case; an older man, a man beyond the range of anything “nonsensical,” was, perhaps, the most interesting sort of friend one could meet. ’ ‘I thought so,’ Gerald said with satisfaction.
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