Now," he added, as his commands were reluctantly obeyed, "help me on with them. Don’t you think that the shade of my hair is lovely?” “There is nothing particular the matter with the shade,” Anna answered, “but it is not nearly so becoming as before you touched it. “How have you been, my dear? Up to no good, I see. A hazy face appeared through the fog of sleep, pale and thin and looming. In the discussion there was the oddest mixture of things that were personal and petty with an idealist devotion that was fine beyond dispute. As she approached, the carpenter's wife eyed her from head to foot, in the hope of finding something in her person or apparel to quarrel with.
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