A hansom stopped a little way off. He could not contain his satisfaction, but chuckled, and rubbed his hands with delight. She has had offers innumerable; for where wealth and beauty are combined, as in her instance, suitors are seldom wanting. She has no proof—yet. Lord, but it was a nun! Just as he had suspected. “How do you know—why do you think that my name is Anna?” He smiled in a quietly superior way. He moaned in excitement as his lips wrapped around the peak of her right breast. "He's about to cross the river. "Well, Sir?" gasped Sir Rowland.
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