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Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. There were the burnt papers still in the grate. "Help!—help, Mr. "For the sake of the girl. ” He slipped off the horse. This one was Henry Esmond, that one the melancholy Marius, and so forth and so on; never any villains. ” She glanced shyly at the mirror above her dressing-table, and then about her at the furniture, as though it might penetrate to the thoughts that peeped in her mind.
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