Her thin fingers were armed with nails as long as the talons of a bird. She wrenched her head away from his grip and got her arm between his chest and hers. . He thought it best to let the matter drop. Auntie has taken the nails out of my palms, but the scars will always be there. Tell me I haven’t heard. Don’t you think that the shade of my hair is lovely?” “There is nothing particular the matter with the shade,” Anna answered, “but it is not nearly so becoming as before you touched it.
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