Upon my word, Anna,” she declared, with a
strange little laugh, “you are a thousand times more like me as I was two months
ago than I am myself. A few seconds sufficed to clear the passage, through which it had
previously cost him more than two hours to force his way. The London backgrounds, in Bloomsbury and
Marylebone, against which these people went to and fro, took on, by reason of
their gray facades, their implacably respectable windows and window-blinds,
their reiterated unmeaning iron railings, a stronger and stronger suggestion of the
flavor of her father at his most obdurate phase, and of all that she felt herself
fighting against. I told him that
I was not ‘Alcide. And for my part, if I were inclined to exercise my benevolence at all, it
should be in favour of some more deserving object than that whining,
hypocritical Magdalene. "It's not an offer," continued he, "that I'm likely to make, or you're likely to
receive every day in the year. She fixed her eyes upon it and ran, keeping always as far
as possible in the shadow of the hedge, gazing fearfully every now and then
down along the valley for the white smoke of the train. He's settling an account in the house. "What's the matter, father!" continued the new-comer, addressing Wood. She had changed into
dungarees herself and kept her hair as it was.
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