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“MY DEAR MISS STANLEY,” it began,—“I hope you will forgive my bothering you with a letter, but I have been thinking very much over our conversation at Lady Palsworthy’s, and I feel there are things I want to say to you so much that I cannot wait until we meet again. ’ ‘Nothing of the sort,’ Gerald said calmly, sipping at his burgundy. His stories had enchanted her, even if in some deep corner of her heart she guessed they were not entirely true. “Is that okay with you? To go down to the station with him?” “I’ll go with him, Larry. You’ll be telling me Gerald did not catch you snooping at the Bicknacres, I suppose. She fluttered her eyelashes, and adopted the soulful tone that served her well at times. Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed.
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