He leaned towards her as though anxious to see more of her face than that faint delicate profile gleaming like marble in the uncertain light. His voice propelled her to cry even harder, so hard that she began to laugh behind her tears. “You don’t know him, Anna,” she said with a little shudder, “or you would not talk like that. Jack, whose back was towards it, did not see it; but he heard, from the pitying exclamations of the crowd, that it was in view. " "Farewell, Jack," cried twenty voices. He was a tall man and fair, with bluish eyes that were rather protuberant, and long white hands of which he made a display. She felt a hysterical desire to strike him, to burst out crying, to blurt out the whole miserable truth. The new and the old cancelled out; his daughters became quasi-independent dependents—which is absurd.
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