Her sleepless night had left her languid but not stupefied, and for an hour or so the work distracted her altogether from her troubles. She was dressed in a simple evening gown of soft creamy silk, with a yoke of dark old embroidery that enhanced the gentle gravity of her style, and her black hair flowed off her open forehead to pass under the control of a simple ribbon of silver. She drew her naked arms around herself. ” “It takes a great deal of bad weather to depress the true Parisian,” Anna admitted. There was another phrase which sounded something like 'Gin in a blue-serge coat'. " "Do you want me to tell her that I am grateful?" "Well, aren't you?" "I don't know; I really don't know. The thought of Capes flooded her being like long-veiled sunlight breaking again through clouds. Had she not seen them go forth with tracts in their pockets and grins in their beards? To set fire to his imagination, to sting his sense of chivalry into being, to awaken his manhood, she must present some irresistible project. " "That's what troubles me," rejoined Ben. But what else he saw fit to teach her I do not care to stipulate.
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