E. My late husband, I mean. Anna was still holding her cigarette between her fingers. To hand the key back in silence was like offering a lie. She slept in a bedroom clad in linens and skins, walked down hallways bedecked in the most gay and colorful frescos. Seven hundred forty-two dollars and eighty-one cents, the sum total of her money in the world that she hid in a filigreed cigar box shelved behind her schoolbooks. ‘What else was there to do? He paid off the servants and left old Pottiswick in charge, saying that the place would have to remain empty until the heir was found. "Well—well," grumbled Jonathan, "I suppose I must be content. You see, the plain fact of the case is that I think I am too young and ignorant for marriage. Here, where every element of her surroundings was tawdry and commonplace, and before this young man of vulgar origin and appearance, it was striking.
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