"What do you mean by that, sirrah?" cried Wood, reddening with anger. “I mean REALLY independent. " And, with this, he coolly re-adjusted his peruke. She marvelled at his apparent imperviousness to the heat. All at once her heart began to patter queerly. Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. "Arrest!" vociferated Wood. All sorts of battered tramps, junks and riff-raff of the seas trailed in and out. “NO!” she said, at last, with something in her voice that reminded Ann Veronica of a sprung tennis-racket. He became ugly and monstrous, dunning her, threatening her, assailing her. .
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