Why do I want him so badly? Why do I want him, and think about him, and fail to get away from him? “It isn’t all of me. I did all for the best, I'm sure. ” “Never better in my life,” Anna declared briskly. ‘Would you have me face my maker with that on my conscience? If I’d died, there’d have been no one to tell you, for your father would not have done. The uncanny directness of those gray eyes, the absence of diffidence, the beauty of the face in profile (full, it seemed a little too broad to make for perfect beauty), the mellow voice that came full and free, without hesitance, all combined to mark her as the most unusual young woman he had ever met. “Miss Pellissier,” he said, “don’t!” “Why not?” she asked, smiling. She shuddered.
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