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Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. He had saluted her with elaborate civility, his eyes distended with indecipherable meanings. It was no wonder Gianfrancesco had looked up to Sebastian so, the doctor’s nature radiated masterfulness and dominance. Lucia confined herself to her quarters, wondering when they would flee to the country as so many other houses had done. But if I were dying of thirst, in a desert, I would not accept a cup of water at her hands. “It’s jolly of you to come,” said Ramage. When he came to a certain sentence in Brendon’s letter he stopped short and looked up at her. No, I don't, either; because——" "Well, Winny?" "I don't know what I was going to say," she added, in some confusion; "only I'm sorry you were born a gentleman.
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