" At the sound of his voice every vestige of colour fled from Winifred's cheeks, and the work upon which she was engaged fell from her hand. Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. It was the one that she had sworn she’d throw out, if only Julian had not liked it so much. Why? He could preach the Word and deny Love!—tame the savage heart, succour broken white men!—pray with his face strained with religious fervour! The idea made her dizzy because it was so inexplicable. Thus, we do not necessarily keep eBooks in compliance with any particular paper edition. The appearance of the new-comer was extremely prepossessing; and, after his trepidation had a little subsided, Wood began to regard him with some degree of interest. She would become defensive—what she did would be the thing that mattered. " "But you will,—won't you?" she rejoined, looking him coaxingly in the face.
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