Her pat answer to all inquiries was, “I let my sister Shari make me over,” while she kept from staring at her own reflection in the shiny shoes past her bare knees. “You are mistaken, David. Still, there certainly was something in the idea of a treaty. Anna’s face was half turned from him, but her expression, and the tone of her monosyllable puzzled him. "Whose child can this be?" "How the devil should I know!" replied Jonathan gruffly. He then mounted the jaded hack, which had long since regained its legs, and was quietly browsing the grass at the road-side, and, striking spurs into its side, rode off.
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