Anna watched her from the windows, watched the carriage jolt away along the cobbled street and disappear. But he had always felt (he had never allowed himself to think of it) that the promptitude of their family was a little indelicate of her, and in a sense an intrusion. The ambitions of his life, and they were many, seemed to lie far away, broken up dreams in some outside world where the way was rough and the sky always grey. The moon had arisen, and everything could be as plainly distinguished as during the day. She tied the obi clumsily about her waist, then gently laid her hand on the bowed head. Jack hastily retreated, and taking the first means of concealment that occurred to him, descended the cellar steps.
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