” She gestured to an abandoned farmhouse down a long stretch of icy dirt road. As she talked she made weak little gestures with her hands, and she thrust her face forward from her bent shoulders; and she peered sometimes at Ann Veronica and sometimes at a photograph of the Axenstrasse, near Fluelen, that hung upon the wall. She was curious to know why he had boarded a dingy train instead of hailing a cab or his own private chauffeur like the others in expensive suits were doing. She liked his face; it had on it the suggestion of gentleness, of fineness. But for him——” Something in her sister’s tone startled Anna. . To get behind that impenetrable curtain, to learn why she hated her island. She meditated profoundly through several enormous cold hours on all that had happened and all that she had done since the swirl of the suffrage movement had submerged her personal affairs. "I began to fear, from his having quitted the old place, that some misfortune must have befallen him.
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