" The manager began some computations. America, the land of rosy apples and snowstorms, beckoned, and she wanted to fly thitherward. She was quite oblivious to the sensation she had created. " The poor widow hung her head, and pressed her child closer to her breast. The more she disentangled the lines of her situation the deeper grew her self-disgust. Annabel turned on the electric light and made her way into the sitting-room. That’s my advice. Then she saw him. “Hey sis!” He cried drunkenly. Poor Ben was not so fortunate. “Thank you, ma’am. The uncanny directness of those gray eyes, the absence of diffidence, the beauty of the face in profile (full, it seemed a little too broad to make for perfect beauty), the mellow voice that came full and free, without hesitance, all combined to mark her as the most unusual young woman he had ever met. Some day she wanted to be loved as Marius loved Cosette; but there was another character which bit far more deeply into her mind. "What has caused this quarrel, Thames?" asked the little girl, anxiously.
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