Manning came into her thoughts again, an unexpected, tall, dark, self-contained presence at the Fadden. The picture in her mind altered and she saw again the way Gerald had looked with consternation upon the bruises he had inflicted on her wrist. In all these weeks she had not once knelt to pray. The shops were lighting up into gigantic lanterns of color, the street lamps were glowing into existence, and she had lost her way. Certain it was, that the slightest sound aroused him. “No lecturing, Anna!” she exclaimed. I often think of those delightful evenings in Paris.
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