“How do you know—why do you think that my name is Anna?” He smiled in a quietly superior way. " "She has suffered enough for you," said Wood. That’s probably true. It is no good waiving the thing; it is true. Monsieur Valade heaved a gusty sigh, and Gerald, with heavy diplomacy and a forced heartiness of manner, turned the subject. "The poor young man!" she said. A lean young man in spectacles pursued her for some time, crying “Courage! Courage!” Somebody threw a dab of mud at her, and some of it got down her neck. In the afternoon he probably loafs in his pajamas. ’ The girl shook her head violently, setting the feathers on her hat bobbing. ‘Let it fall!’ ‘Brute!’ she spat, struggling, and he knew at once he had guessed aright.
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