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“Am I dull?” she said. —BRENDON. Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. We all have to kow-tow to that. We’re handfuls. 5. I said, ‘It is no use your telling me about this walk and pretend I’ve been told about the ball, because you haven’t. While he was thus standing, the flames of his house, which made the whole street as light as day, and ruddily illumined the faces of the mob below, betrayed him to them, and he was speedily driven from his position by a shower of stones and other missiles. He kept that, but the rest. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. She receded into the entryway, opening her palm and gesturing as if there were an imaginary red carpet rolled out for visitors. “It’s jolly,” he said, “to feel you have come to me.
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