If you talk of your faults, I shall talk of your splendors. Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. What was the wench at? Yet he could not maintain this stand off forever. Though Gerald must suppose it was inevitable she should eventually come here. Her voice was soft and singularly musical; but from time to time she uttered old-fashioned words which forced him to grope mentally. “I wonder how it is,” she exclaimed, “that my friends have so much more confidence in me than I have in myself. It shall be done as you direct. It was a habit she had taken from Remenham House, but could not wear because of the colour which must draw attention. ‘More important is that you help me instantly, as even your capitaine would command. I have a different game to play; and it'll be your own fault, if you don't come off the winner. She was a lovely girl, attired in deep mourning, and having an expression of profound sorrow on her charming features. First-off, he had decided not to tell her what he had found at the bottom of that manila envelope. “So, Rhea must have known you for what you are. But you,” he continued, moving imperceptibility a little nearer to her, “you are mine.
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