Well, I'll take myself off. I don’t quite know why. ” Chapter X THE TRAGEDY OF AN APPETITE Anna, notwithstanding her quiet clothes, a figure marvellously out of accord with her surroundings, sat before a small marble-topped table at a crowded A. She leaned forward, her chin in her palms, her elbows on her knees, and she set her gaze upon his face and kept it there in dreamy contemplation. He seemed to possess infinite reserves of patience when she refused him or purposely tried to bait and anger him, but his patience only made him seem more sinister. ” She gazed at him. " "I have often conjured up some frightful vision of the dead," murmured the knight, "but I never dreamed of an interview with the living. The veranda bamboo will be enough for me.
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