Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. She pulled her veil down, and he knew that silence was best. Under her feet lay intricate mosaics, and each warm hall was festooned in tapestries. Close upon this came another thought. Her cheeks seemed to burn, her veins ran riot, and her heart was beating so fast that she was sure he must feel it through his scarlet coat. I could never have talked to you like this, forgetting everything that parts us, forgetting even your age, if I did not love you utterly.
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