You can
trust me, Anna. For just as though a vague likeness is sometimes
borne swiftly in upon one, so a vague dissimilarity between the face on the
poster and the heroine of his thoughts had slowly crept into his consciousness. “I may be leaving where I am in a few days, so very likely you
will be no better off. It was not due to
shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she
must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male. I fought ten lions at once. The road
which wound by Westbourne Green, gave him a full view of the hill of
Hampstead with its church, its crest of houses, and its villas peeping from out the
trees. He's settling an account in the house. I have no right to love you. White men never
went abroad without helmets. He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his
fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. . He wanted
to put on his overcoat and come after you and look for you—in London. "It was some time before I could get
him to move. "Take me, then," replied the widow.
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