There could not, he decided, possibly be two girls so much alike. I'm sorry. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. Tender with the sick, firm with the strong, fearless, with a body that had the resistance of iron, there was nothing of the hypocrite in him. “Anna!” he exclaimed hoarsely. "What did you ring for, Sir?" she asked, eyeing the group with astonishment. It was difficult to get right. ‘Will you stop hedging? I’m hanged if I go on with this ridiculous cat and mouse game.
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