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Anna, who had thrown aside her sealskin coat, wore a tight-fitting walking dress of some dark shade. Just sit down on that stool again and let’s talk of this in cold blood. She gulped for air merely, for it had been difficult to breathe with his hand almost cutting off the supply to her lungs. She was perhaps three-and-twenty, and very pink and healthy-looking, showing a great deal of white and rounded neck above her business-like but altogether feminine blouse, and a good deal of plump, gesticulating forearm out of her short sleeve. Feels as if I’ve been dashing back and forth about the whole country, if you want to know. He reached for her chin and lifted it up. She did not wait, but grabbed up the lantern and slid into the passage, calling to them to hurry. Pshaw!" added he, making an effort to subdue his emotion, "I can't leave you in this way.
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