The boy was coming around. Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. And if I don’t, I go mad. The man lingered. The thought caused him an odd kind of pang—of pity, naturally. The door leading to the front of the house was stealthily opening. Anything that might stir the sense of love And God has mocked me through it all. Then a servant girl brought in a telegram.
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