"Take this key to Baptist Kettleby. ” “Dear me,” Anna laughed, “how unfortunate! What ought I to do? Should I be forgiven, do you think, if I were to go and hold that skein of wool for the old lady in the yellow cap?” “Don’t speak of her irreverently,” Brendon said, in an awed whisper. Hope reared. ” He pointed to Ennison, who in his turn looked across at Anna. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. ” He strode away and vanished in the gathering fog. ” She sat very still. Set yourself to find it out, if you will—but if you do, never dare to call yourself my friend again.
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