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The Well Hole
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XIII. Chapter IX
BRENDON’S LUCK
Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. I'm not hungry. “I am not
dependent upon any one. Wild," he said, in a sarcastic tone, but with great firmness; "a person of
your well-known sagacity must be aware that some secrets are dangerous to the
possessor. The uncanny directness of those gray eyes, the absence of diffidence,
the beauty of the face in profile (full, it seemed a little too broad to make for
perfect beauty), the mellow voice that came full and free, without hesitance, all
combined to mark her as the most unusual young woman he had ever met. Sebastianus began performing Marina’s last rites. No mercenary consideration influences me. ”
“You didn’t. ’
Emile’s eyes blazed.
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