Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. The party resolved itself for Ann Veronica into a game in which she manoeuvred unostentatiously and finally unsuccessfully to avoid talking alone with this gentleman. ‘Precisely. “I will go,” he said. Will you be wanting me alone?" asked Ah Cum. Now do not make me any more arguments, but tell me at once where that pig is gone. - You comply with all other terms of this agreement for free distribution of Project Gutenberg-tm works. You are your nephew's executioner, or he is yours. Here was an appalling fact: all her previous loneliness had been trifling beside that which now encompassed her and would for years to come. His father spoke for him. Don't be afraid, man,—off with it. What might it have been?’ Mrs Sindlesham shook her head helplessly. Wood's bed-chamber—it was locked, with the key left in it. She parted the curtains to find him standing there. Anna stared back at every one with undaunted composure.
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