The lad looked alarmed. He took her there on the cold, dirty floor, his nails digging into her back, his teeth sinking into her breasts. ‘Go and fetch her home,’ he said; ‘it isn’t what we thought! It’s just a practical joke of hers. Anna, who had thrown aside her sealskin coat, wore a tight-fitting walking dress of some dark shade. “It is possible, mademoiselle,” he said, “that this affair is not yet ended.
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