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I am almost
old enough to be your father. Wood's boat,
impelled alike by oar and tide, shot past the mark at which it aimed; and before it
could be again brought about, the struggle had terminated. You don’t know, Anna, but when one is in danger one realizes that the—
the other side of the line is Hell. Twelve years, then, have elapsed since the date of the occurrences detailed in the
preceding division of this history. ’ He grinned. It’s made up of things as small as the diameter of hairs and big
as life and death. "You want me, then?" she said. I call myself a man of the world, a man of
many experiences, but I never knew what love meant—until I met your sister. Retribution has a queer way
of acting sometimes. Abruptly the sterner look
vanished and she twinkled. Paris looms behind—a tragedy of strange
recollections—here she emerges Phœnix-like, subtly developed, a flawless
woman, beautiful, self-reliant, witty, a woman with the strange gift of making all
others beside her seem plain or vulgar. ’
‘I think he only wants to help you, miss,’ offered Jack. His name was Peter. “I
suppose I fell in love with her, Ann Veronica. And here he was, but a hundred yards away, this wastrel who trailed his genius
through the mud.
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