and Mrs. The lady's name's
engraved inside, but so small I can scarcely read it. But that
was soon put right, and she walked out into London with a peculiar exaltation of
mind, an exaltation that partook of panic and defiance, but was chiefly a sense of
vast unexampled release. ‘Yes, but quite my own fault. ‘Idiot!’
‘Enough, now! Softly, you little termagant,’ he ordered, seizing her wrists to
hold her off. . Upon my word, Anna,” she declared, with a
strange little laugh, “you are a thousand times more like me as I was two months
ago than I am myself. Alcohol—
would you believe it?—steadies his nerves and keens his brain: which is against
the laws of gravitation, you might say. Anna——”
Again she stopped him, but this time it was not so easy.
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