She pulled herself together and put her eye to the eye-piece. What they do with him afterward is off my ticket, no concern of James Boyle; they can lock him up or let him go. They talked lightly and smoked cigarettes till Anna, with a little laugh, threw open the window and let in the cool night air. He disappeared into its thick doors like a magician’s rabbit. Now we meet again, and you will scarcely look at me. I should think, Anna, that your own sense—er—of propriety would enable you to see this.
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