Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. The less said, therefore, on this point the better; because, as nothing is to be gained by it, it would only be trouble thrown away. ” Anna was silent. She took the piece of paper and unfolded it in the safety of her lap. Or shall I ask Colonel Anson for a few hints?” “For Heaven’s sake no,” she declared. It seemed at first the most beautiful afternoon of all time to her, and perhaps the thrill of her excitement did add a distinctive and culminating keenness to the day. ” Lucy implored. " "Then it was not a dream!" ejaculated Sir Rowland in a hollow voice, and as if speaking to himself.
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