A drunken idea, Ah Cum had called it. One realized indeed then where the differences lay; the tender curves about Anna’s mouth transformed into hard sharp lines in Annabel’s, the eyes of one, truthful and frank, the other’s more beautiful but with less expression—windows lit with dazzling light, but through which one saw—nothing. Now keep still. They even threatened to cut the traces and take off the wheels from the carriage. ‘Damnation!’ Confused, he released her, and in an instant she had darted away and was running down the garden. "A mother's prayers—a mother's blessings," she cried, with the fervour almost of inspiration, "will avail against a fiend's malice. You hurt the child. He took her hand and looked into her eyes and spoke, divided against himself, in a voice that was forced and insincere.
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