She gathered her black purse, a pointless thing made of cardboard covered in sateen and bejeweled with an assortment of rhinestones. The clouds were nearly black with rain, threatening to spill sleet in daggers and torrents. To many in that crowded solitude it came as an extraordinary relief. She’s a snob. "Leave the room instantly, sirrah!" rejoined the lady, bouncing up, and giving him a slap on the cheek that made his eyes flash fire. “A man can smoke, a man can swear; A man scores always, everywhere. He looked half at her and half at the sky. My name is Annabel, not Anna. Only sat, staring at him, a puzzled look in her face.
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