Give me my pistol and
my dagger. I promise not to do it again. "
"All right; and thank you. Tell
him about the island, the coconut dance, the wooden tom-toms; read to him. They had turned into
the street, on the opposite side of which were the flats where Anna lived. She breathed deeply, and he breathed
sympathetically. It was a mad half-hour. Sheppard raised her hand, and the malediction trembled upon her tongue. A stout female stood in the aperture, an oil lamp in her hand. He would
discuss something she had been reading, and he would give her some
unexpected angle, setting a fictional character before her with astonishing
clearness. ”
“Well, he was presumptuous,” Annabel remarked, “and he wasn’t nice about it.
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