Perhaps it had been pick-pocketed or jostled from her dress in a hunt. Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. "Of course," rejoined the bystander, who had just spoken, and who was of a cynical turn,—"the greater the rascal, the better they like him. " "I, a thief?" "Aye; thief, Roundhead and all.
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