" "The Dawn Pearl! Odd, but we white folks aren't half so poetical as the yellow or the black. ” Sir John’s head bent lower and lower. “For one thing, Anna,” she remarked, “we had not the slightest idea that you had left, or were leaving Paris. She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to her. "We may trust him," he added in a whisper; "he is a staunch friend of the good cause. He was content to watch her accepting compliments and gaudy bouquets full of red roses, white carnations, and purple statice. He was a man who in all things classified without nuance, and for him there were in the matter of age just two feminine classes and no more—girls and women. “Oh God!” she cried, “Oh God!” and flung aside her opera-cloak, and for a time walked about the room—a Corsair’s bride at a crisis of emotion.
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