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Anna raised her eyebrows at the sight of him. ‘She won’t confide in you? Now, why?’ ‘Because that scoundrel Leonardo drummed it into her head that no man was to be trusted,’ Gerald announced viciously. The afternoon had passed now into twilight. The blue jowl, the fat-lidded eyes—now merry, now alert, now tungsten hard—the bullet head, the pudgy fingers and the square-toed shoes were all in conformation with the doctor's olden mental picture. Narrow little beady brown eyes, and she’s got big eyebrows like dead caterpillars. But what did he know beyond these facts? Nothing, clearly. You have been going out every morning, and coming home late—tired out—too tired to come down to dinner. Only of course I must begin something else at once. This whole affair is truly my fault.
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