” Annabel yawned. I can save you, and will. Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. To be confronted with the girl’s damned Frenchman of a husband was another matter altogether. The swelling in his limbs had also subsided. “An annuity—a sum of money paid to you yearly or quarterly through my solicitors, and which you can consider as a gift from your sister. About her, as she had gone day by day to and from the Tredgold College, she had seen and not seen many an incidental aspect of those sides of life about which girls are expected to know nothing, aspects that were extraordinarily relevant to her own position and outlook on the world, and yet by convention ineffably remote. She ran from the knave into the women’s quarters. It drives one mad at times.
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