The Protestant Flagellant, who whipped his soul rather than his body, who made self-denial the rack and the boot, who believed that on Sunday it was sacrilegious to smile, blasphemous to laugh! Spurlock had gone back spiritually three hundred years. He looked at Annabel, whose face was buried in her hands— he looked back at Anna, who was regarding him with an easy composure which secretly irritated him. She turned to Martha as the lad exited by the back door, but her nurse forestalled anything she might have said. “Now she’s all hat and ideas,” he said, with an air of humor. A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. “It was my sister Anna. ” She looked at him with uplifted eyebrows—a look of whimsical incredulity. “Very well,” said Manning. ” “Come on! Why not?” “So I can spend more time with you, of course.
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