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Inside was Anna, leaning a little forward to watch the passers-by, bright-eyed, full to the brim of the insatiable curiosity of youth—the desire to understand and appreciate this new world in which she found herself. ’ ‘You ain’t never,’ gasped Pottiswick. As a sex you’re a little under-trained—in affairs. But women—women as a rule don’t throw themselves into things like that. If they hadn't sent for me, you'd have pegged out before morning. But the first one was brought home, and it was the beginning of the end. . She sat drawn together in her chair in the corner of the box, at a loss what to say or do—afraid, curious, perplexed. Divers plans and figures were chalked upon the walls; and the spaces between them were filled up with an almanack for the year; a godly ballad, adorned with a rude wood-cut, purporting to be "The History of Chaste Susannah;" an old print of the Seven Golden Candlesticks; an abstract of the various Acts of Parliament against drinking, swearing, and all manner of profaneness; and a view of the interior of Doctor Daniel Burgess's Presbyterian meeting-house in Russell Court, with portraits of the reverend gentleman and the principal members of his flock. Anything else that was said she now regarded only as an aspect of or diversion from that. ” Michelle reported.
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