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‘Ah. . "Ah!" she screamed, seeing the uplifted weapon in Sheppard's hand, "don't hurt
Thames—don't, dear Jack! If you want to kill somebody, kill me, not him. Chapter XX
ANNA’S SURRENDER
“This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a
moment the golden bubbles. Could you give me any references?”
“There is Mr. She took it for granted Ann
Veronica wore stays—mild stays, perhaps, but stays, and thought no more of the
matter. Coffee à la Turque wasn't so bad; but a guy couldn't soak his breakfast toast in it. His bodily
suffering, however, was nothing compared with his mental anguish. She has had
offers innumerable; for where wealth and beauty are combined, as in her
instance, suitors are seldom wanting. "
"What can be done for him?" cried Thames.
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