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Part 3 She dismissed the first hotels she passed, she scarcely knew why, mainly perhaps from the mere dread of entering them, and crossed Waterloo Bridge at a leisurely pace. ” “Quite. Blank it was, except for a gate near the bridgehead. She got out of bed, her eyes still half-closed, and stood slack jawed. “She is an extremely attractive girl,” she said; and added, “to some people. Treading with noiseless step over the soft mould, they soon reached the building. “Don’t you understand? It is I whom you cared for in Paris, not Anna. Having secured this implement, he burst from his conductor, and, leaping into the hatch, as clowns generally spring into the clockfaces, when in pursuit of harlequin in the pantomime,—that is, back foremost,— broke into a fit of loud and derisive laughter, kicking his heels merrily all the time against the boards. The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child. Captain Roding strode into the parlour.
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