Don’t think it was anything better than fever—or a bit beautiful. ’ He could just see the glare. Will you?” She thought, and it seemed to him she had never looked so self-disciplined and deliberate and beautiful. Wood could not avoid making a slight shuffling sound. A fortnight passed, then a month. The ruffled chemise-front under the wide lapels of her waistcoat and jacket no longer quivered, and her pose, with the full cloth petticoat spreading about her, was relaxed. “I like your brother better than any other man I know,” Anna said at last. I can’t explain—” They regarded one another, each blinded to the other.
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