She was glad when he went on: “I want to be your city of refuge from every sort of bother. ’ ‘What, for not wanting to marry you?’ ‘Imbecile. "Farewell!" cried Jack, breaking from them, and rushing down the street. “Called myself Anna,” the girl repeated coolly. She slid her cheek down the tweed sleeve of his coat.
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