Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. “Afterwards,” she said, “I should be perfectly content to have everything done for me. He had heard me sing—the fool thought himself in love with me. It was not the arrival of the guests, but merely the maid moving about in the hall. "It was that song that put it into my head to cut my name on the beam.
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