Of late, however, his plotting had assumed a more dark and dangerous complexion. “What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. Everybody talking of you. “My dear Anna,” he answered. She found a little difficulty in beginning. It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand. And all this time perhaps you have been waiting, expecting to hear from me.
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