“If I am,” he answered, reddening, “you can scarcely assert that it is without a cause. He begged their attention for the next turn. The stoppage had materially lessened the distance between him and his pursuers, who now amounted to more than a hundred persons, many of whom carried lanterns and links. From other obscure hints dropped by the speakers, Mrs. Sir John heard gossip about us—about Anna the recluse, a paragon of virtue, and Annabel alias ‘Alcide’ a dancer at the cafés chantants, and concerning whom there were many stories which were false, and a few—which were true. Then she looked up the sweep of pine-trees to the towering sunlit cliffs and the high heaven above and then back to his face. “Too much sensibility and too cold a heart. Anna opened a cupboard and produced cups and saucers and a tin of coffee. Many a black veil hid a high-born dame, and the religious habit was no protection. He rambled in an unfortunate monotone, the result of his innate fear of public speaking.
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