E. He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. I am not French in the least. Think how free that leaves me to follow things up! I must take you everywhere. By and by he gathered enough courage to lean toward her. He had spoken impressively, and most likely Anna, had she reappeared, would have met with a fair reception. At last—I told a story. ” “Yes,” she said, and abruptly she liked him enormously. But he had shown no desire for information, no curiosity. Gone were the old days where an old maid banged on an upright piano above a roaring crowd, this sound was loud enough to be heard outside the building, she thought to herself as her eardrums throbbed.
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