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Chapter XIII
“HE WILL NOT FORGET!”
The external changes in Brendon following on his alteration of fortune were
sufficiently noticeable. An influence of this description appeared to be exerted on the
present occasion. "You know what I mean," said the trader, gravely. Do they,
Bess?"
"Certainly not," replied the young lady appealed to, "especially about their
sons. No; I’m going to stick to the rules. We can see round them and behind
them and through them, and most of us use that knowledge, in the silent way we
have, for our great ends. You are
NOT going to that ball!”
Ann Veronica tried a less genial, more dignified note. She would come and sit cross-legged just beyond the bamboo curtain
and silently watch him at work. Ten years of military life had taught him caution,
but only strengthened a fearless zest for diving into any promising adventure
with unalloyed enjoyment. “I think,” began Ann Veronica, “that you don’t realize—”
He disregarded her entirely. What will you give me to save
you from your pursuers?"
"Can you do so?" asked the other, doubtfully. "
"I am so," replied Thames, who had followed him closely.
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