Hoddy. She grasped at the right one, massaging where his grip had been and Gerald hoped he had not bruised her. Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. ’ ‘Can’t say as I’m sorry to hear you say that, missie,’ confessed the sergeant, on a relieved note, as he locked the front door of the mansion and pocketed the key. ’ He clenched his fists and grew red in the face.
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