Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. I am bored to distraction. His gray eyes were closed, his persimmon-colored lips open and panting. Stanley went on, “but there are things— there are stories about Ramage. ’ ‘Useful certainly. It was the beginning and the end of the transaction. ” “You came to tell me this?” “I came for you,” he declared fiercely. Standing on tiptoe, on a joint-stool, placed upon the bench, with his back to the door, and a clasp-knife in his hand, this youngster, instead of executing his appointed task, was occupied in carving his name upon a beam, overhead. ’ Saling coughed. " "I will take you. Over here men drink because they are lonely; and when they drink too hard and too long, they wind up on the beach. His car was there. I asked you to go. “I suppose you know I like you tremendously?” he pursued. ’ ‘But, no,’ cried Melusine anxiously.
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