” “Where is your husband?” Anna asked. “You could tell me but you’d have to kill me?” He asked with a sardonic grin on his face. To Gerald’s eye, the refugees therefore presented a rather forlorn little group, almost huddling together and chattering in low tones in their own tongue. She didn’t like the shops, she didn’t like the other women’s faces; she thought the smirking men in frock-coats who dominated these establishments the most intolerable persons she had ever had to face. She doesn't understand; she believes he has taken a sudden dislike to her.
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