Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. Even if she has to work two jobs to do it. She addressed him in a tone of puzzlement. Her eyes were soft and blue, arched over by dark brows, and fringed by long silken lashes. She had not at first the power for concealment. “You will have some tea?” she asked. Were I to let you go, you'd say I feared you. Immediately she had spoken of the loose button he knew that henceforth he must show no concern over the disposition of that coat. He saluted awkwardly. A gaunt, powerful man: no feature of his face decided, and yet for all that it had the significance of a countenance hewn out of rock.
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