Spurling, who did not dare to exhibit her satisfaction otherwise than by privately pinching the arm of her expected husband. "But I am now coming to the point which most concerns you. If I were to marry you now I should feel a dependent being all my life—a sort of parasitical creature without blood or muscle. Faugh!” She took up the last morsel of roll, and held it delicately between her long slim fingers. Inside was Anna, leaning a little forward to watch the passers-by, bright-eyed, full to the brim of the insatiable curiosity of youth—the desire to understand and appreciate this new world in which she found herself. Her heart thudded. She had fallen into it naturally, the only expression of the dance she had ever seen or known, and that a stolen sweet. The operation was effected with so much rapidity and so little noise, that even if any one had been on the alert, he could scarcely have detected it. One thing—he could be thankful for that—the peak of his misfortunes had been reached; the world might come to an end now and not matter in the least. All the rest of his existence was subordinate to this pursuit; he lived for it, worked for it, kept himself in training for it.
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