"Miss Enschede—such an odd name!—are you French?" "Oh, no. All men are bloody fucking hypocrites. Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. "Here we part,—perhaps for ever. She had also discovered the names of Grimm and Andersen; but at that time she had not been able to visualize "the pale slender things with gossamer wings"—fairies.
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