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. If a cart were coming, or those labourers in the field had heard, escape was impossible. She pulled down her veil and made her way to the door. “Delicious!” she murmured. Killed is too kind a word. “We pretend bodies are ugly. Her features were still slightly marked by the disorder alluded to in the description of her as a child,—but that was the only drawback to her beauty. It is quite a descent from the clouds, isn’t it?” “I will accept that,” Anna said, “as accounting for the surprise. She was no longer a confederate in that.
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