“You had only to ask——” “Do you think,” Anna interrupted, with a note of passion trembling also in her tone, “that I would have taken alms from Sir John, the man to whom I had lied for your sake. It was in the quiet streets and squares toward Oxford Street that it first came into her head disagreeably that she herself was being followed. “Dinner is served, m’m,” said the efficient parlor-maid in the archway, and the worst was over. “You no longer belong to Gianfrancesco. It probably still wouldn’t help. Her likeness to her sister gave him at first almost a shock; a moment afterwards he was conscious of a wonderful sense of relief. Jonathan's vexation at the disappointment was expressed in the bitterest imprecations, and he returned as speedily as he could to the trench.
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