Stay where you are, Mr. Don’t you think that the shade of my hair is lovely?”
“There is nothing particular the matter with the shade,” Anna answered, “but it is
not nearly so becoming as before you touched it. She winced as he thrust the fact at her, was about to answer, and checked herself. From this perturbed state he was roused by thoughts
of his mother, and fancying he heard her gentle voice urging him on to fresh
exertion, he started up. ‘Sit down, won’t you?’ He crossed
back to Roding and said low-voiced. He showed me a black
mark under his ear, where the noose would be tied. Asking her way once or twice, she passed
along Fleet Street into the Strand, and crossed Trafalgar Square, into Piccadilly.
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