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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. ” “But waive that point. Miss Mary to the life, I said, and so she is. She walked straight across to the wardrobe and opened it. "Well," she said, as they reached the hotel portal, "what is your advice?" "Would you follow it?" "Probably not. Indignation carried her through that night, that men and the world could so entreat her. She was obliged, as she explained continually to every one who cared to listen, to be so very particular. . ” “Yes. She could not make up her mind which was the finer, more elemental thing, which gave its values to the other. One realized indeed then where the differences lay; the tender curves about Anna’s mouth transformed into hard sharp lines in Annabel’s, the eyes of one, truthful and frank, the other’s more beautiful but with less expression—windows lit with dazzling light, but through which one saw—nothing. He had spoken impressively, and most likely Anna, had she reappeared, would have met with a fair reception. “Yes, I see that. No blowzy barmaids for him to-day: an American bar-keep to whom he could tell his troubles and receive the proper meed of sympathy.
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