Anna leaned forward, watching the people in the streets. A great bowl of scarlet carnations gleamed from a dark corner, set against the background of a deep brown wall. Spurling, for so was she named, had a warm nut-brown complexion, almost as dark as a Creole; and a moustache on her upper lip, that would have done no discredit to the oldest dragoon in the King's service. 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. 235 “No, I think she’s out sick with a throat infection. "It would be a thousand pities, wouldn't it, to put so promising a lad out of the way?" "Devil!" exclaimed the knight fiercely, "Give me the paper. Through her door curtain she could see the light from the study lamp. Annabel saw it, and suddenly changed her tone. Forgive me. Even the most sullen and withdrawn were sensitive to the penetrating nastiness of the fog. She felt surges of longing escape every corner of her flesh. She looked at him gravely and squinted. It isn’t sentiment but it’s horse sense.
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