‘Doesn’t she, Gerald?’ Gerald held up his hands. “Mr. Directly he saw Anna he accosted her. But in the train going home her aunt reasoned it out. She propped a pillow against his padded headboard and sat herself into a stiff upright position, legs expertly crossed. The rest of his attire was nondescript. Perhaps what urged her interest in the young man's direction was the dead whiteness of his face, the puffed eyelids and the bloodshot whites.
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