Joan told me it was hung somewhere in the house, only I couldn’t remember where after all this time. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. Passing at a glance over the whole of the intervening period; leaving in the words of the poet, —The growth untried Of that wide gap— we shall resume our narrative at the beginning of June, 1715. In a moment his grasp grew weaker. ’ She turned and swept away from him, pacing the length of the room to the window Gerald had unshuttered. Anna, who had thrown aside her sealskin coat, wore a tight-fitting walking dress of some dark shade. He did not look up, so he did not know that in her other hand she held a glass of wine. But if I were dying of thirst, in a desert, I would not accept a cup of water at her hands. The country was partitioned in a similar manner. He installed Anna in a comfortable easy chair, and placed his own between her and the door.
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