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“I—I am sorry—I didn’t explain. "Manuscripts! Why, this chap is a writer, or is trying to be. I guess. " "Follow me, then," cried Thames, drawing his sword, and springing through the window. Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. And, turning to his daughter, he gave the necessary directions in a low tone. “Oh dear, I’m not dressed. She brought the unconscious man down. It’s a lake among precipices, and there is a little inn where we can stay, and sit and eat our dinner at a pleasant table that looks upon the lake.
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