She was aware of the body of the court, of clerks seated at a black table littered with papers, of policemen standing about stiffly with expressions of conscious integrity, and a murmuring background of the heads and shoulders of spectators close behind her. We smirk, and we’re a bit—furtive. The booming voice and the energetic movements spoke plainly of hurry. Perhaps for the first time he realized that Anna was by no means an ordinary person. The afternoon was her own; but from eight until midnight she sat beside the patient.
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