Every one looked at Anna. Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. Your career at the bar had given you a command of language, also a self-control not vouchsafed to us ordinary mortals. " "And never should again, were he mine," rejoined Jonathan. She was chic, distinguished, unusual.
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