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Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. Hogarth, didn't I see you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?" "Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. Her mind went on generalizing. Very romantic and all that.
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