Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. ’ ‘He let them go?’ asked Miss Froxfield incredulously. ” “Never better in my life,” Anna declared briskly. "Your wife?" "His lawful wife," said Ruth, with fine dignity. A farthing candle, stuck in a bottle neck, shed its feeble light upon the table, which, owing to the provident kindness of Mr. But her great-aunt was nodding, as if this was what she had expected. It appeared he had already ordered dinner and wine, and the whiskered waiter waved in his subordinate with the soup forthwith. ‘Espèce de bête,’ she snarled. F.
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