Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. Oh! and love—love! We’ve had so splendid a time, and fought our fight and won. The amazing tonic of the thought! From time to time she laid her hand upon Spurlock's forehead: it was still cold. He walked in her direction. At least one of them was caught and put away. The Goopes were the oddest little couple conceivable, following a fruitarian career upon an upper floor in Theobald’s Road. Somehow. Nowhere could he see that reaching, menacing Hand. I bear the marks of some of them about me still," he continued, taking off his wig, and laying bare a bald skull, covered with cicatrices and plates of silver.
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