The intruder was handsomely, even richly, attired in a scarlet riding-suit, embroidered with gold; a broad belt, to which a hanger was attached, crossed his shoulders; his boots rose above his knee, and he carried a laced hat in his hand. She pulled herself together and put her eye to the eye-piece. ‘Very useful, of course. "Nobody composes any more, nobody paints, nobody writes—I mean, on a par with what we've just heard. Why do you think I’m indulging in all this very un-English love talk?’ ‘But you are idiot, Gérard. But to live at peace with your neighbour…. ” Anna leaned back in the chair and laughed softly.
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