"I'll gibbet the rascal. A long shrill cat-call in the gallery seemed to be the signal. Love is one thing and friendship quite another. She realized dimly that there was no personal thing behind his cry, that countless myriads of Mannings had “My God!”-ed with an equal gusto at situations as flatly apprehended. She stood, as it were, directed doorward, with her eyes watching every movement, listening to him, repelled by him and yet dimly understanding. “Have you any money?” “Lots,” Anna answered laconically. “It is no good playing a game. He seemed like a very intelligent doctor and not at all like a snooty archbishop. " "Are you a real nurse?" "Yes. " "I'm sorry I can't indulge you," replied her master, a little piqued.
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