‘All these soldiers,’ she complained, adding with a sweep of one arm at the major’s dress, ‘all of them in red as you. ” “I suppose people would say that it is a matter of temperament,” she continued. Anna watched her from the windows, watched the carriage jolt away along the cobbled street and disappear. She dared not look directly at him, her head obscured by a gray hoodie, she had the slumped appearance of an androgynous adolescent.
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