The gulf between rich and poor was perhaps greater in France, but by all accounts it was not the canaille who were responsible for the present turmoil. The smell of gunpowder was strong in the room. Capes kept obstinately stiff, and spoke between his teeth. “I have been bearing this—for your sake. He looked at Annabel, whose face was buried in her hands— he looked back at Anna, who was regarding him with an easy composure which secretly irritated him.
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