She began rubbing it with her pocket-handkerchief. A strong arm pulled her closer, and the lips that mouthed her own in tender touches sent her senses reeling. “There’s no one here except me. Anna raised her eyebrows at the sight of him. Every home is a little recess, a niche, out of the world of business and competition, in which women and the future shelter. Grace-church Street was entirely deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears; or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it.
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