Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. You know nothing of life, nothing of its dangers, nothing of its possibilities. He stood up, apparently intending to put an arm about her, but she stepped back from him quickly. She was trying by some wonderful, secret, and motionless gymnastics to restrain her tears. On the other hand the two young men who sat on either side of Anna were already throwing murderous glances at the newcomer. In one grave, mind. She had to school herself to speak the words which she knew would cut him like a knife. It seemed to her that her father was in some inexplicable way meaner-looking than she had supposed, and yet also, as unaccountably, appealing.
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