Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. “Don’t be a hypocrite. ’ ‘Not until you release that dagger. So he shut his eyes. It did not matter that he wore the cloth; something was wrong with him. ’ ‘I was merely drawing your attention to the odd prevalence of French émigrés claiming English antecedents. Her desires were not for riches. Say that I will call again or let him know my address in London. “The truth!” It was a moment of awkwardness between the two sisters —a moment, too, charged with its own psychological interest, for there were secrets between them which for many months had made their intercourse a constrained and difficult thing. ‘When she lies outright, she thinks about it.
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