’” “I have no choice,” Anna declared. “Can’t you SEE how things are?” she said. Maybe others that I do not know about. I'm a stickler about clothes and clean chins. As though accidentally she swept her skirts from a chair close drawn to her own. She rose from her chair, and began walking up and down the room restlessly. Not a word was uttered by the assemblage; but a hush of expectation reigned throughout. Spurling stood her negro attendant, Caliban; a hideous, misshapen, malicious monster, with broad hunched shoulders, a flat nose, and ears like those of a wild beast, a head too large for his body, and a body too long for his legs. After all, it was really rather funny. There haven't been so many ladies in the Lodge since the days of Claude Du Val, the gentleman highwayman; and they all declare it'll break their hearts if he's scragged.
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