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" "You are a party concerned. But, by Jove! you are fierce! You are like those Roman women who carry stilettos in their hair. ” Chapter X THE TRAGEDY OF AN APPETITE Anna, notwithstanding her quiet clothes, a figure marvellously out of accord with her surroundings, sat before a small marble-topped table at a crowded A. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances. " Downstairs he sought the hotel manager. A neat tale, giving little away. ‘The man’s gone,’ her old nurse told her, when she had recovered a little. He taught her how to read and write in Latin and Greek, often rewarding her for her efforts with a flower or a trinket.
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