"
"It's mine, I'll be sworn," rejoined Wood. She closed her eyes and felt again an echo of
the swamping warmth that had attacked her when his lips met hers. “There are a good many Whites in
London. Will
you tell her that?"
"I will," replied Thames, earnestly. "
"Wait a bit, massa," replied the grinning negro,—"lilly bit—see all right fust. I mystify you; I can see that. . Chapter IX
BRENDON’S LUCK
Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. Fool that I was to marry for beauty! I ought to have remembered
that a fair woman and a slashed gown always find some nail in the way. Go in, go in, Melusine prayed, hoping desperately that he would not change
his mind and take another route.
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