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"You know my motive well enough," answered Jonathan. ” Miss Stanley turned to her. ” Anna shivered a little. Their momentary absence seemed to have worked wonders; for now the most perfect understanding appeared to subsist between them. It had gone with the rest. And the way he and the other men looked at her! The desire was plain on their faces, so many noblemen reduced to their simplest elements! They looked at her sideways, they looked at her backside, scanning her blue eyes and even looking right into her face. Terrific shouts were raised by the rabble, who threatened to tear Wild in pieces if he showed himself. So he sharpened a score of pencils, and after fiddling about and rewriting the last page he had written the previous night, he plunged into work. After all, what can it matter? It was just to make sure. Mr. "Adieu, my worthy uncle. The aunt rushed over to her nephew, knelt and wrapped him in her arms. Wait!" He released himself from his aunt's embrace, ran to the trunk and fetched the old coat. The girl wished that she had come afoot, despite the knowledge that she would have suffered many inconveniences, accidental and intentional jostling, insolence and ribald jest. She told me the tale the other night, and I've only elaborated it.

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