” A fair-haired young Englishman looked up from the depths of his easy chair. Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. I do not admit the truth of a word which you have said. You can’t look me in the eyes and say you don’t care for me. "Your boast, you see, was a little premature, Mr. She was at the end of girlhood and on the eve of a woman’s crowning experience. He then mounted the jaded hack, which had long since regained its legs, and was quietly browsing the grass at the road-side, and, striking spurs into its side, rode off. Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. She had never been "My child" or "My dear"; always her name—Ruth.
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