He had studied alchemy and astronomy, was a capable painter, and even wrote music. " "Ja," answered Van Galgebrok. ” Anna’s demeanour was still imperturbable, her marble pallor untinged by the slightest flush of colour. He was not addicted to monologue, and the only audible comment he permitted himself at first upon a universe that was evidently anything but satisfactory to him that afternoon, was one compact and entirely unassigned “Damn!” The word must have had some gratifying quality, because he repeated it. “Tell your sister she was right to shoot, quite right. " So saying, he unlocked the door and strode out of the room. “Your mother was a Gypsy. " So saying, he bowed and departed.
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