One of her duties, after she had been taught to read, had been to read aloud after breakfast and before going to bed. His voice when he spoke was almost fiercely assertive, but there was an undernote of nervousness. Anna picked up an ancient magazine, and began to turn over the pages in a leisurely way. The houses loomed progressively larger as one strode up the block, growing from ranch to two-story, from squat 1950's modern to stately 1890's palace. He installed Anna in a comfortable easy chair, and placed his own between her and the door. ” His eyes were squeezed shut. A lovely, fetching girl. Somehow. Had to. Their small talk continued. This young man, whose features, though rather plain and coarse, bore the strongest impress of genius, and who had a dark gray, penetrating eye, so quick in its glances that it seemed to survey twenty objects at once, and yet only to fasten upon one, bore the honoured name of William Hogarth. "You hay'n't hurt your arm, I trust, my dear?" he added, anxiously. ‘Very well, arrest me. “I have stood it for a month, Anna,” he exclaimed. He, for his part, was trying to grasp the series of unexpected reactions that had so wrecked their tete-a-tete.
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