It did not occur to her
that save for some accidents of education and character they had souls like her
own. As soon
as he was gone, Jonathan went up stairs to the audience-chamber; and, sitting
down, appeared for some time buried in reflection. So many things she saw that her interest stumbled rather than leaped from object
to object. The old-fashioned dress, with its series
of ruffles and printed flowers, ballooned treacherously, revealing her well-turned
leg in silk stockings, as it snapped against her body as a mould. This done, she
waited at the side of the bed; but he gave no sign that he was conscious of her
nearness. Tell me how you are earning your living
here, Anna—typewriting, or painting, or lady’s companion?”
“I think,” Anna said, “that the less you know about me the better.
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