Her body rose up to meet his in a cat-like stretch and she smiled. I called myself Anna. Chapter IV THE TEMPERAMENT OF AN ARTIST “You may sit there and smoke, and look out upon your wonderful Paris,” Anna said lightly. "See the devil!—not I," cried Wood impatiently. I'll keep a look out that nothing happens.
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