Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. ‘She? Sa femme? That is the game then? That she could dare to take my place, that salope. Indeed it was apparent, from the likeness between them, that they were nearly related. “That cannot happen!” She replied, feeling her world start to disintegrate underneath her feet. I went to her rooms to-night. It was your sister who married Sir John Ferringhall the other day, wasn’t it?” Anna nodded. ‘It is imbecile that you are. The first circumstance that struck her on her arrival seemed ominous.
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