”
He struck a note, and Anna responded. His attitude toward her was purely intellectual, free of any sentimentality, utterly
selfish. At least for one
moment, it was. Of course. Sheppard returned no answer. Oriental rugs adorned the sea of shiny
hardwood floors, kept polished with an eye for detail that
bordered on Japanese. “I want a vote for myself,” she said. Men were going
hither and thither with barrows, and ladders and ropes, removing the rubbish,
and trying to support the tottering habitations. She was
not a reversion to type, which intimates the primordial; she suggested rather the
incarnation of some goddess of the South Seas. It is she that I must see. She could not
say who, not yet. She
thought Alice a bit of a sneak, an opinion her brothers shared, and Gwen rather a
snatch at meals. And don’t tell me what you’ve been up to, dashing off to
Remenham House with that Kimble lad, and Lord knows what besides, because I
don’t want to know. The fee is
owed to the owner of the Project Gutenberg-tm trademark, but he
has agreed to donate royalties under this paragraph to the
Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation.
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