“I have spoken too many truths to-night. “You’ve got to take the decent reasonable way. ” “How dull you are,” the lady remarked. "You frighten the cull out of his senses. A thickly-set, sandy young man, with an unwholesome complexion and grease-smooth hair, had entered the room. “I came directly I was disengaged,” Anna answered. “Look here,” he said, protruding his eyes; “why get anything to do at all just yet? Why, if you must be free, why not do the sensible thing? Make yourself worth a decent freedom. What could I do at home? The other’s a crumple-up—just surrender. “Sir John of course disapproves of me,” she remarked slowly. He wore a French military undress of the period, with high jack-boots, and a laced hat; and, though his attire indicated no particular rank, he had completely the air of a person of distinction.
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