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"Come out!" roared Quilt, looking into the aperture. He removed his cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed on her face. Why wasn't the world full of love, when love made happiness? Why did people hide their natural kindliness as if it were something shameful? Why shouldn't people say what they thought and act as they were inclined? Why all this pother about what one's neighbour thought, when this pother was not energized by any good will? Why was truth avoided as the plague? Why did this young man have one name on the hotel register and another on his lips? Why was she bothering about him at all? Why should there be this inexplicable compassion, when the normal sensation should have been repellance? Sidney Carton. He ushered them with an amiable flat hand into a minute apartment with a little gas-stove, a silk crimson-covered sofa, and a bright little table, gay with napery and hot-house flowers. He was never known to err, and was as much dreaded as the jailfever in consequence. Gerald raised a questioning eyebrow. Anna watched her from the windows, watched the carriage jolt away along the cobbled street and disappear. ‘Nothing. “Go on!” she commanded. She had made her first fight for dignity and freedom as a grown-up and independent Person, and this was how the universe had treated her.
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