He did not even reply to her for several minutes. Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. ” “Will you tell me,” Sir John said ponderously, “by what right you call that young lady—la petite Pellissier? I should be glad to know how you dare to allude to her in a public place in such a disrespectful manner!” Drummond looked at him and smiled. Blotted out—Love! With infinite care, through nearly a thousand pages, her father had obliterated the word Love. No doubt he has been drinking for days without eating substantially, and his heart gave out. I understand. “Once or twice.
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