Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. The babies that the woman—your wife—refused to stop creating. The day was sunny and pleasant, devoid of chill winds. Yet she took with her an uneasy consciousness that in this affair might lie the germs of future trouble. ‘Don’t lose your temper again. But he was at last persuaded that I mean you no harm, and that I might—just possibly, since I am both a gentleman and a major of militia—be able to be of more assistance to you than he himself. Maggot and Edgeworth Bess. It wasn’t. By policemen one mustn’t shock. I have never wept since that day.
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