Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. . ’ ‘A pox on the creature,’ swore Mrs Sindlesham, clenching and unclenching her stiff fingers. The slow stars circled on to the moment of their meeting. We have to hang about in the interval. To-night all this may seem hard and cruel. She bussed his cheek with her small lips as he stood by the open door, and exited alone towards the sleeping house. " "No," said Ruth, pulling back. He lives in constant dread of a reappearance of ‘La Belle Alcide,’ and hearing it said that she is his wife’s sister. "Swear that you will do this," she cried. . ” Anna disappeared, but Ennison did not trouble either the cigarettes or the magazines.
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