She was posing before the mirror, critically, miserably, defensively, and perhaps bewilderedly. “My name,” Anna replied calmly, “is certainly Pellissier, but I repeat that I do not know you. . ‘It is of no use to try to stop me. I want you. A sophisticated woman would have translated the tone as a caress. That is why I have dyed my hair, that is why I have abandoned my rôle of ingenuèe and altered my whole style of dress. But a biddable girl. The girl only smiled at him serenely, but she laid her hand for a moment quietly upon his.
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