I tell you that I love you, Anna, and I believe that you love me. She had prepared
herself to meet violent protest, a recurrence of that burning glance. John’s father piped up, bored with the conversation,
and asked, “Where do you get your blue eyes, Lucy?
What nationality are you?”
“I’m mostly Italian, but I get my blue eyes from my
mother, who was Gypsy. “There, there, now. She no more realizes
what she has done than a child of eight. Love
lives on a higher plane. She attended to that, and then dismissed it as unimportant. Most people, every one I
know else, seem to have mated with foreigners and to talk uneasily in unfamiliar
tongues, to be afraid of the knowledge the other one has, of the other one’s
perpetual misjudgment and misunderstandings. I'll put a brace of
dogs on your track, who'll soon hunt you down. ”
“You did not——”
“Wait, Annabel! When I arrived in London I went to live in the cheapest place I
could find.
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