" There was a pause. Why didn’t he die?” Anna sprang to her feet and walked restlessly up and down the room. This, then, was the woman from whom Hoddy would not have accepted a cup of water. ’ ‘I find that difficult to believe,’ snapped the general, jerking to and fro as his agitation mounted. Beautiful sculptures of sugar and almond paste decorated the long tables, delicate replicas of flowers and miniature animals, even a small Palazzo sculpted from cakes graced the table. He was a manly man, free from any strong maternal strain, and he had loved his dark-eyed, dainty bright-colored, and active little wife with a real vein of passion in his sentiment. But in his presence a wall of diffidence and timidity encompassed her. My name is Wild— Jonathan Wild. Certainly not a gentlewoman.
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