Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. “We do not want the men,” said Miss Miniver; “we do not want them, with their sneers and loud laughter. ” She commanded him in a low tone. "The poor things!" The manager laughed. ‘Very well, mademoiselle, so be it,’ he snapped. He gently took the roses from her and laid them on the pillow. ‘Because he knows you for an imposter,’ Melusine flashed. The chief of these was a figure of Liberty, with a cat at her feet, in allusion to the supposed origin of the fortunes of its former founder, Sir Richard Whittington.
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