She had fallen asleep. ” “Then there is also,” Anna remarked, “a Montague Hill who is very much alive. It did not take a mind reader to glean that she had suddenly gained the boy’s obsessive attention. The place was gloomy, with its darkly panelled walls, but it was sparsely furnished. He was and always would be dramatizing his emotions; perpetually he would be confounding his actual with his imaginary self. She had lost her nerve, and there was no more freedom in London for her that night. ‘Ain’t my place, I know that. Here was a terrific figure gnashing his teeth, and howling like a wild beast;—there a lover, with hands clasped together and eyes turned passionately upward.
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