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Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. ‘May I, indeed? I’ll take you up on that. She raised this with the air of a conspirator unmasking, and displayed a tear-flushed face. ‘Aye, sir. As he crossed this chamber, his foot struck against something on the floor, which nearly threw him down, and stooping to examine the object, he found it was a key. . I did not know how he would act if I obstructed him. " As he spoke, the door of the round-house was opened, and a stout man, with a lantern in his hand, presented himself at the threshold. It’s no good flying out at that, Vee; I didn’t arrange it. Pitt, the then governor of Newgate. I don’t see how they can be. Lucy looked at the stains on the threadbare carpeting to distract herself, embarrassed to her core. “Thank God,” he exclaimed. ’ ‘That I do not doubt,’ Gerald muttered drily, but added in a tone of intense satisfaction, ‘Then this husband is still in France? Excellent.
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