Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. “Afterwards it seems to me that there are no limits to what one may not do amongst one’s own set. Foolish compliments were tossed about like confetti. ’ ‘I have English a little,’ the girl offered, her voice shaking as she essayed a smile and sank into a curtsy. If I’d meant it, my girl, you’d be dead meat. McClintock could not browbeat him, storm as he might. “No,” she answered.
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