“Do you think it is fair of you to
persecute me just now?”
“It is not persecution, Anna,” he answered gently. He mumbled an apology and then stopped short. ”
“Thank you,” Anna answered coldly. ”
“Delusion!” he muttered, glaring at her. “Never mind. Why was he there? why did
the tempter dare to invade that sacred spot! She could not answer her own
questions, but vague fearful suspicions passed through her mind. At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and,
on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys
was collected in the yard. Yet either the rest or the wine
seemed already to have done him good. “When one wants a thing more than anything else in the world,” she said with
outrageous frankness, “one naturally wishes one had it. "Good night, Master. He bowed over her hand,
venturing to drop a kiss on it’s leathery surface. “Annabel! Why, what on earth have you been doing to yourself, child?” she
exclaimed. Even though I am going to sing at the ‘Unusual’ you may find that
the ‘Alcide,’ whom you knew in Paris does not exist any more. Clearly dazed, he stared, whispering an oath. Wood, who had
been absent on business during the greater part of the day, returned (perhaps not
altogether undesignedly) at an earlier hour than was expected, to his dwelling in
Wych Street, Drury Lane; and was about to enter his workshop, when, not
hearing any sound of labour issue from within, he began to suspect that an
apprentice, of whose habits of industry he entertained some doubt, was
neglecting his employment.
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