And that confounded
engagement!”
“Gone!”
They came upon a platform, and stood before her compartment. Little more’n a week. Ennison looked down on him in disgust. In the pause she realized the attention of the others converged upon
her, and that the tears were brimming over her eyes. She was about to rush to his side, when she saw his
clenched hands rise and fall upon the sand repeatedly. I am sorry that I do not know any one in London. There isn’t a husband
breathing, Annabel, who wouldn’t have blessed that pistol in your hands, and
prayed God that the bullet might go straight. Blest with a fond
husband, surrounded by every comfort, you have never been assailed by the
horrible temptations to which misery has exposed me. Chapter XX
ANNA’S SURRENDER
“This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a
moment the golden bubbles.
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