The thought caused him an odd kind of pang—of pity, naturally. 95 The officer showed her into the sleepy suburban police station, a hub of inactivity on Sunday night except for herself and a slightly drunk woman who had been brought in for DUI. Into one of these the waterman jumped, and, having assisted Mr. “I am not sure,” Anna answered. He began to think of speeches, very firm, explicit speeches, he would make. “I didn’t know you were so keen on this suffrage business. “What night will you dine and go to the theatre with me?—and how about Hurlingham on Saturday?” Anna shook her head. "My child!" he groaned faintly. Then he lifted the black cloak-like garment from the floor. Was not Gerald altogether on her side? He was, even though he played games like an imbecile, a person tout à fait sympathique as she had discovered at the outset. But in that reservation it may be she went a little beyond the converse of his view. A young man turned to pay the cabman.
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