"Ay, murder him, if you like the term," returned Wild. He had not remembered her as looking so small. Then making a pretence of stooping to rearrange her flowing train, she glanced at Anna, and half stopped in her progress down the room. If she had once known him, if he were some former neighbour, it would be comprehensible. She smiled mechanically at the audience, holding her violin limply, feeling the hot lights on her made-up face. She realized that he was the sort of man one does not think much about at dinners.
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