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Everything had stayed the same during the centuries. “I had to. The few pence left in her purse would only provide a very scanty lunch. I don’t care if you never tell me any of your secrets. He would be off her case just as soon as his fever for her broke and he found a lover, and she imagined he must have plenty of girls from ritzy families lining up to choose from. He had the same dark eyes, though lighted by a fierce flame; the same sallow complexion; the same tall, thin figure, and majestic demeanour; the same proud cast of features. The expression, however, which would chiefly have interested a beholder, was that of settled and profound melancholy. . Yes; she had heard the music the night before. What she said is true. Then he paused. End of Project Gutenberg's Anna the Adventuress, by E.
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