” “Never better in my life,” Anna declared briskly. ” “Until some one takes pity on me and marries me?” He raised his eyebrows in mild appeal. "I haven't worn anything else in weeks. ” “Who was annoyed?” “Mr. "Do you still refuse to make one!" "I have made one," replied Lady Trafford. Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton.
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