Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. "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. At the same time Sydney and Brendon also vacated their places. “There were some Hampshire Pellissiers. I would even have taken a place as waitress in a tea shop. Several people in the crowd seemed to be fighting. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances. Goopes said she believed in nothing else, and with that she glanced at Ann Veronica, rose a little abruptly, and directed Goopes and the shy young man in the handing of refreshments. "No offence, I hope, my dear Mrs. Her aunt glanced up startled, and then sat very still, with hands that had ceased to work. “You are late,” she murmured.
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