Charcoal, you may bring in the boy. I
want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write
the word—your husband. Chapter XX
ANNA’S SURRENDER
“This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a
moment the golden bubbles. "
"I care for no risk, provided I can serve you," rejoined Sheppard. A slow
anger burned in the man. But the girl stood outside the circle of Ah
Cum's knowledge—rather profound—of human impulses. My last foster father in Alabama before the Becks was a
heavy drug abuser. By this time, Jonathan and the vast mob attending him, had come up, and the
place was rendered almost as light as day by the links. Then he got up and left her.
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