From her stomacher, to which it was attached by a multitude of glittering steel chains, depended an immense turnip-shaped watch, in a pinchbeck case. Then Anna spoke more seriously than usual. Missy looked like a troll with lipstick on. Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. He had been quite right to sit down. He embraced her small body in his arms, kissing her forehead over and over. “I don’t know. “I suppose my levity is incorrigible.
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