You knew me in Paris. " "Nor any one else in his senses," rejoined Wood, with a laugh. “And, after all, I am just one common person!” She watched the throb of the arteries in the stem of her neck, and put her hand at last gently and almost timidly to where her heart beat beneath her breast. Anna thrust hers into her pocket unopened, and for the first time left the house without a smile upon her face. It was a habit of his to talk to himself.
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