With his tongue lolling and his flea-bitten stump wagging apologetically, he glanced from face to face to see if there was any forgiveness visible. She was never announced as ‘Alcide,’ but directly she walked on she simply became ‘Alcide’ to every one. Analysis would come later, when the primitive conscience, satisfied, would cease to dominate his thought and action. ” “Not yet,” he said. He knocked on the doorframe. Anna sprang to her feet and made for the dressing-room door. He sat before a desk littered all over with papers and official looking documents. She was tired, hungry—and thus somewhat impatient for the food Mrs Ibstock might bring—and downcast. She was a very elegant young woman, slightly taller perhaps than her sister, and with an air of reserved strength underneath her quiet face and manner which Annabel may have lacked.
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