CHAPTER XIII. Anna’s face however was wholly impassive. I told you no good would come of it. As he passed out he saw in the hall a quietly dressed man with keen grey eyes, talking to one of the footmen. Sorry I’m a bit late the first evening. It’s just to feel—one owns one’s self. I certainly didn’t mean to kiss you.
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