She passed people in the streets and regarded them with a quickening apprehension, once or twice came girls dressed in slatternly finery, going toward Regent Street from out these places. But although startled and clearly afraid, there was no self-consciousness in her gaze and she was standing her ground. She was sore and overstrung, and it was intolerable to her that he should stand within three yards of her unsuspectingly, with an incalculably vast power over her happiness. Coffee à la Turque wasn't so bad; but a guy couldn't soak his breakfast toast in it. “Why do you hate me again, my love?” He seemed to brighten, feeding upon the intensity of her emotion. Anna turned deliberately away from the bedside. She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer. ’ ‘I know,’ he said, smiling. "I told you that before," rejoined Wood, testily.
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