Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. She wanted air—and the distraction of having moving and changing things about her. ’ ‘Damn you, answer me!’ Her eyes flashed. And that would spoil it. ‘I must get a handkerchief. ” “And you?” Annabel exclaimed. He was pretty successful in Manchester,—a town which may be said to have been the head-quarters of the disaffected. ‘But you are idiot.
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