On examining his pockets, he found about twenty guineas in gold, and some silver. ” “But why——” Sir John stopped short. That was the inconvenience of it; her head was swimming. He was, however, instantly beaten back; and the fury of the mob was so great that it was with difficulty he could effect a retreat. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother might have cuddled a child. At a little distance from the party, sat a tall, sinister-looking personage, with harsh inflexible features, a gaunt but muscular frame, and large bony hands. I never have known you. . ‘Beg your pardon, ma’am, but she’s enough to try the patience of a saint. Or shall I ask Colonel Anson for a few hints?” “For Heaven’s sake no,” she declared. Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. It was not in evidence here, not a sign of it. Wild had escaped. Lady Trafford uttered a prolonged scream, and fainted.
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