‘Talk to me another time. She wanted to return his gaze but focused intently on a spot next to and above the brick fireplace, as her music teachers had always taught her to do instead of looking directly at the audience. Inside was Anna, leaning a little forward to watch the passers-by, bright-eyed, full to the brim of the insatiable curiosity of youth—the desire to understand and appreciate this new world in which she found herself. "If any one's to blame, it's me. Two hours had come and gone during this tantalizing occupation. The uproar was tremendous—men yelling— dogs barking,—but above all was heard the stentorian voice of Jonathan, urging them on. In the discussion there was the oddest mixture of things that were personal and petty with an idealist devotion that was fine beyond dispute. At the same time she was wildly exultant at the resolution she had taken, the end she had made to her blunder. They’ll know. Gerald saw her eyes change as she recognised him. “Was I that bad?” He asked.
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