A few minutes later she left the house on foot, and taking a hansom at the corner of the Square, drove to Anna’s flat. The world, she discovered, with these matters barred had no particular place for her at all, nothing for her to do, except a functionless existence varied by calls, tennis, selected novels, walks, and dusting in her father’s house. She would rend him limb from limb like a fiend if only she could move. He recognised Anna, and at once addressed her. It’s not a bit of good pretending there’s any Higher Truth or wonderful principle in this business. ‘How she pouted, and tried to make out that she had been imposed upon. I may add that the family is well known to me. "The door's open, and the room empty. Please yourself. “Well, I don’t want you to talk to him,” he said, very firmly. She shot a sudden glance at him. ] THE RAGGED EDGE BY HAROLD MACGRATH AUTHOR OF DRUMS OF JEOPARDY, ETC.
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