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’s coming on,” said Capes. Earles watched her anxiously. She was not a Christian woman. "
For a long time after O'Higgins had gone the doctor rocked in his swivel chair,
his glance directed at the map. As though accidentally she
swept her skirts from a chair close drawn to her own. Return, I implore of you, to your master,—to Mr. ‘But I don’t trust you an
inch. She was surprised at his
modesty. He found the door ajar, and, to his surprise, perceived little
Winifred seated at a table, busily engaged in tracing some design upon a sheet of
paper. But
it seemed that their presence was not even suspected. Perhaps
what urged her interest in the young man's direction was the dead whiteness of
his face, the puffed eyelids and the bloodshot whites.
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