One realized indeed then
where the differences lay; the tender curves about Anna’s mouth transformed
into hard sharp lines in Annabel’s, the eyes of one, truthful and frank, the other’s
more beautiful but with less expression—windows lit with dazzling light, but
through which one saw—nothing. "Trenchard," he muttered; "Aliva Trenchard—they were right, then, as to the
name. I can now give myself to
God utterly; no human emotion will ever be shuttling in between. “‘Go it, missie,’ they said; “kick aht!’
“I swore at that policeman—and disgusted him. Could it be him you mean?"
"No. She was in deadly earnest in everything she
did. ”
He was dismissed, and he understood it.
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