It must have cut him. He had tossed an honoured name into the mire; he required no prison bars to accentuate this misery. I ought to be able to think things out. Instead, she laughed, laughed with lips and eyes, laughed till the tears ran down her cheeks. Anna, in her strange striking way, was radiantly beautiful. You don’t wear a dinner coat with a flower in your button-hole, or last night’s shirt, or very glossy boots, nor do you haunt the drawing-room in the evening, or play at being musical. After him! A hundred pounds to the man who takes him.
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