After a brief conversation, which Sheppard sustained with his accustomed liveliness, the old man turned to Bess and addressed a few words of common-place gallantry to her. What do you say to Brighton——” Anna looked at him quietly—and he never finished his sentence. Opening her large black eyes, she fixed them upon him for a moment with a mixture of terror and loathing, and then averted her gaze. Not enough of them to make a difference. "No offence," returned Jonathan. He was reaching wearily for some kind of buffer to his harrying conscience. “I hope you’re satisfied.
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