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THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER
The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that
relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the
school. “I came directly I was disengaged,” Anna answered. And then she had been disturbed by the eruption into the room of
Major Gerald Alderley and his companion, Captain Hilary Roding. She was definitely following
him. Just at the completion of the new jail, in 1780, it was
assailed by the mob during the Gordon riots, fired, and greatly damaged. She tried
gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped
aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup. As she talked she made weak
little gestures with her hands, and she thrust her face forward from her bent
shoulders; and she peered sometimes at Ann Veronica and sometimes at a
photograph of the Axenstrasse, near Fluelen, that hung upon the wall. There one
comes to a relationship that Mr. ”
“Then perhaps,” she answered, with a new coldness in her tone, “perhaps I really
do not care. ”
“Anna!”
“It is true, dear. ”
“Bring me a whisky and soda, and a box of cigarettes,” Ennison answered, “and
then leave me alone, there’s a good fellow. She sat drawn together in her chair in the corner of the box, at a loss what to
say or do—afraid, curious, perplexed.
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