‘I ain’t done nothing wrong, I swear it. There was a mad musician, seemingly rapt in admiration of the notes he was extracting from a child's violin. You can’t possibly understand!” He began a confused explanation, a perplexing contradictory apology for his urgency and wrath. Thames unfolded the drawing, smoothed out its creases, and beheld a portrait of himself. The day was sunny and pleasant, devoid of chill winds. He looked at Annabel, whose face was buried in her hands— he looked back at Anna, who was regarding him with an easy composure which secretly irritated him. If she returns to the house from which we took her, her companions will laugh at her and smother her with ridicule.
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