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” She turned her face to the fire, gripped her hands upon her elbows, and drew her thin shoulders together in a shrug. I owe his mother one, and will repay the debt, with interest, to her son. Her bald head had swollen on her shoulders, puffy with fresh blood that ringed her mouth. ” Anna’s demeanour was still imperturbable, her marble pallor untinged by the slightest flush of colour. She was aware of people—her aunt, her father, her fellow-students, friends, and neighbors— moving about outside this glowing secret, very much as an actor is aware of the dim audience beyond the barrier of the footlights.
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