Her hair was gathered up behind, in a sort of pad, according to the then prevailing mode; and she wore a muslin cap, and pinners with crow-foot edging. No wonder that Trenchard, as he gazed at this fearful being, should have some misgivings cross him. “This is not a matter altogether for levity, Anna,” she said. “We were good friends in Paris, weren’t we? You made me all sorts of promises, we planned no end of nice things, and then—without a word to any one you disappeared.
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