I ought to have seen—” “It doesn’t matter a rap—if you’re not disposed to resent the—the way I behaved. ” “The truth,” she murmured, with her eyes fixed upon him. —Jonathan Wild: August 31st, 1724. “I am sick of it. It was his tall stance and his pale skin that drew him out of the crowd. He was safe, out of the beaten track, at last really comparable to the needle in the haystack. Then making a pretence of stooping to rearrange her flowing train, she glanced at Anna, and half stopped in her progress down the room. She read voraciously, and presently, because of her aunt’s censorship, she took to smuggling any books she thought might be prohibited instead of bringing them home openly, and she went to the theatre whenever she could produce an acceptable friend to accompany her.
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