Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. There is no future for me here. “Better state of mind,” she gasped. “I drink your very good health, Sir John and Lady Ferringhall,” he said, “and I wish you a pleasant journey back to England. “Did he tell you, Annabel?” “Yes. Annabel shook her head.
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