A small handgun bobbed at the end of it, aimed at Sheila. Manning’s feelings, and as Ann Veronica’s mind was still largely engaged with fundamentals and found no pleasure in metrical forms, she had not as yet cut its pages. Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. She parted the curtains to find him standing there. Lucy spoke once they had turned the corner.
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