She looked away. Two souls in travail; one inspired by fresh hopes, the other, by fresh despairs. His stories had enchanted her, even if in some deep corner of her heart she guessed they were not entirely true. He could have her in the car but she preferred a more private setting. They talked lightly and smoked cigarettes till Anna, with a little laugh, threw open the window and let in the cool night air. But De Maupassant—sheer off! Stick to Dickens and Thackeray and Hugo. Pity you aren’t under my command.
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