Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. " "Wrong? What the devil could be wrong?" McClintock had demanded, irascibly. ’ ‘Damn you, I should have beaten you,’ Gerald swore, holding fast to his corner of the little square of linen. It would be easy enough for me to write an eloquent letter about something else. " "Hold!" exclaimed the carpenter, in an authoritative voice: "we can't part thus. Then he hovered undecidedly for some seconds with his hands in his pockets and his mouth puckered to a whistle before he turned to go home by the Avenue. “And all the rest of it perhaps is a song. “In any case, there is probably some mistake.
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