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She
often found herself absorbed by watching the tall grass
undulate from the cave’s central doorway as solitary
hunters prowled for buffalo and stag on the plain. Nothing else was put in their place, and they
remained sotto voce, as it were, in his mind. Norris entered the room, followed by Father Spencer. ‘What Frenchman would that be, missie? We
ain’t let no one escape. Yet she held her tongue. ‘Do you think I would do to him as he made
a threat to do to me? No. I should lose
every scrap of independence—even my self-respect. I was just like a sort of
dummy that does things as it is told—that is to say, as the strings are pulled. ‘Why, what have I said?’
‘You said to me my name. And if I don’t, I go mad. ”
Chapter XV
A MARRIAGE CERTIFICATE
Anna looked about her admiringly. “You be off, missie,” said the fatherly policeman. Courtlaw,” she remarked. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world,
with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes,
its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much
as an animal goes out to seek food.
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