. Keeping to the shadow of the house, he crept forward until he could see better without, he hoped, being seen. ‘His granddaughter?’ ‘Yes, his son’s daughter. That had shut him up for a while. A pretty piece. ’ ‘Believe me, she wouldn’t have cared. Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. "My worst fears are realized. ’ He took a pace forward, seizing the gun with one hand, while the other locked her arm so that he could forcibly wrest the weapon from her.
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