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There was a time, long, long ago, when the tears would have rushed to my eyes unbidden at the bare mention of generosity like yours, Mr. Her secret thoughts made some hasty, half-hearted excursions into the possibility of telling the thing in romantic tones—Ramage was as a black villain, she as a white, fantastically white, maiden. Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. Ann Veronica sat down in the other arm-chair and darned badly for a minute or so. ‘Come, come, ma’am,’ he said smiling. ” Sebastian slipped the piano wire around her throat, silencing her immediately. I don’t want you to talk to me now. “Never mind, old chap,” he declared.
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