’ Fire enveloped Charvill’s mind and he brought up his cane, pointed like a musket. “He naturally does not wish for connexions which are—I do not wish to hurt you feelings, Anna, but I must say it—not altogether desirable. Why was she noting things like this? Capes seemed selfpossessed and elaborately genial and commonplace, but she knew him to be nervous by a little occasional clumsiness, by the faintest shadow of vulgarity in the urgency of his hospitality. Better get back now! You be careful. Larry Beck did his best to the flares of her temper from rising. Nevertheless there came a residuum of expostulations. Scissors with which to cut her hair, just in case.
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