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His
fingers cherished the hilt of his sword and his eyes were on his friend and
superior, ready at his back to do whatever was needed. Chapter IX
BRENDON’S LUCK
Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. ”
“And I also,” Brendon echoed. He described
her privately to himself as a splendid girl. The
benches running round the room, though fastened to the walls by iron clamps,
had been forcibly wrenched off; while the table, which was similarly secured to
the boards, was upset, and its contents—bottles, jugs, glasses, and bowls were
broken and scattered about in all directions. Winifred instantly picked it up. Hearing the approach of the rider, Mr. This lifeless appearance was
heightened by the extreme sharpness of her features—especially the nose and
chin,—and by the emaciation of her limbs, which was painfully distinct through
her drapery.
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