Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. "I forgot. ’ Abruptly, the niggling doubt that had been plaguing Lord Charvill came sweeping to the surface. She had made a bed for herself out of wood and furs. Wood. ” “Married?” said Ann Veronica. We were properly married, and the certificate is at my lawyer’s. ” His face darkened.
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