Anna was suddenly very quiet. “Oh, damn!” he said. "Quite sorry, my good friend, there should have been any misunderstanding between us," observed the woollen-draper. She had prepared herself to meet violent protest, a recurrence of that burning glance. Mr. Oh, it was very bad. Agents were dispersed in all directions—offers the most tempting held out to induce the wavering to join the Chevalier's standard.
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