" "It's light. Let alone a girl. There was a moment’s breathless and disappointed silence. Close behind him stood the tall gaunt figure of Marvel, with his large bony hands, his scraggy neck, and ill-favoured countenance. And he hazarded a wink at the poet over the paper on which he was sketching. The girl had told him distinctly that her name was Anna.
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