She went up-stairs and hesitated between four doors with ground-glass panes, each of which professed “The Women’s Bond of Freedom” in neat black letters. Arrived beneath an aperture in the broken roof, he was preparing to pass through it, when he observed a little heap of tiles upon the floor, which appeared to have been recently dislodged. Nature is God, Anna, and the greatest artist of us all a pigmy. ” He left the room, and she stood motionless, with flaming cheeks, listening to his retreating footsteps. He whispered in her ear. “You and Anna,” she said, “seem to have stumbled upon a mare’s nest. ” “Where do you go?” “Oh!—Alps.
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