Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. ” Ann Veronica was deciding for further confidences. Miss Ellicot, who sang ballads, and liked Brendon to turn over the pages for her, tossed her head. Covered with houses, from one end to the other, this reverend and picturesque structure presented the appearance of a street across the Thames. Ann Veronica readjusted her chin on her hand. "No, I shan't," replied Rachel, saucily. Already the seed of a tender dream was stirring.
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