He felt hands tugging at him, mysterious creatures with long fingers and sharp nails that pulled at his flesh. “I have come for an explanation,” she said. "I ought to tell you that Mr. She was particularly charmed by his theory of friendship. Quite!” He sat in the arm-chair and took tea, and consumed several of the extra cakes which she had sent out for and talked to her and expressed himself, looking very earnestly at her with his deep-set eyes, and carefully avoiding any crumbs on his mustache the while. She was aware of people—her aunt, her father, her fellow-students, friends, and neighbors— moving about outside this glowing secret, very much as an actor is aware of the dim audience beyond the barrier of the footlights. Since the discovery of them, she had been madly eager to read these typewritten tales. Mr. He recognised Anna, and at once addressed her. For a long time to come that would naturally be the theme of any story he undertook to write. The teacher turned towards the blackboard to inscribe the names of Capulet and Montague.
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