Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. “You do look really nice. "I am sorry. —Though if my name should become as famous as theirs, it wouldn't much matter. Her thoughts were deflected from Vivie Warren by the peculiar behavior of a middle-aged gentleman in Piccadilly. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. “Let us walk across the Park at least,” he said to Ann Veronica. By the light of a torch borne at the stern of the hostile wherry, he saw that the pursuers had approached within a short distance of the object of their quest. “Serves you right if I’d cracked your skull. I don't want her hurt.
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