If I were a clean, free man—We’ll have to talk of all these things. These daughters! He gnawed his pen and reflected, tore the sheet up, and began again. John, I shall eat that whole tin of sardines. . Chapter IV THE TEMPERAMENT OF AN ARTIST “You may sit there and smoke, and look out upon your wonderful Paris,” Anna said lightly. “I wonder what he takes me for?” When presently she got down from the stile a certain note of internal conflict, a touch of doubt, had gone from her warm-tinted face. ” She thanked him with one of her shy little glances.
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