Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. Some day she wanted to be loved as Marius loved Cosette; but there was another character which bit far more deeply into her mind. ” He waved the gun at Lucy who stepped back. I'm not quite such a greenhorn as Shotbolt, Jack, whatever you may think. “My husband and all his friends are fools, and the life they lead is impossible for me. It is she that I must see. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. “Think of what people will say!” That became a refrain. But what's to be done?" "The first thing I do," replied Jack, "will be to visit my poor mother in Bedlam. ‘Good God! Everett Charvill, as I live.
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