’ ‘Hadn’t the wit, you mean. She was instinctively aware of him as she had been of Julian. “Yes, I have heard of him, and I know him by sight,” he admitted. Anna stood on the step and looked up and down the street for a hansom. She had never experienced anything so disagreeable in her life as the sense of being held helplessly off her feet.
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