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 were afraid that you had deserted us for good, Mr. Double-crossing wouldn't do any good. Here, it might be anything at all. The ladies can't sleep in their beds for him; and as to the men, they daren't go to bed at all. "Well?" he whispered. " "Back!" cried Rowland. He drew a chair to the side of the bed and sat down, terrified by the utter fallowness of his mind. She had been obliged to spend the night in that fateful bedchamber, the faithful Kimble—who had foraged at a nearby inn, bringing back a large pie and a jug of porter for his mistress—guarding the door outside. But, if you have come to surrender yourself to justice, it is well.
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