Hitherto she had seen it chiefly in pictures and other works of art, incidentally, and as a thing taken out of life. I’ve had enough of it. Gosse had moved forward, his pistol arm out straight, his aim true, the gun cocked. She dropped on her knees by his side, and gently unbuttoned his waistcoat. "Either he or you must return with me," answered Jonathan. Anna watched her from the windows, watched the carriage jolt away along the cobbled street and disappear.
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