For on reaching the second floor, a swishing sound came to Gerald’s ears, as of someone moving about. ” She laughed gaily. Then most horribly she was clasped about the waist from behind and lifted from the ground. Chapter IV THE TEMPERAMENT OF AN ARTIST “You may sit there and smoke, and look out upon your wonderful Paris,” Anna said lightly. She directed him to an old part of the highway, a featureless stretch of old farmhouses capped in snow, with the occasional working silo. On the right, stood a bulky figure, with a broken rattle hanging out of his great-coat pocket, who held up a lantern to his battered countenance to prove to the spectators that both his orbs of vision were darkened: on the left, a meagre constable had divested himself of his shirt, to bind up with greater convenience a gaping cut in the arm.
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