She stared at him. Anna stood on the step and looked up and down the street for a hansom. The dinner was stranger than she had ever anticipated. Somebody to whom she would be necessary, who for days would have to depend upon her for the needs of life. “God in Heaven, Annabel!” he cried. She was only a few yards from the door, but lacked the courage to rise and fly. There were one or two bitter moments in his life when he had been made to feel that gentility laid on with a brush may sometimes crack and show weak places—that deportment and breeding are after all things apart.
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