She was dressed in a simple evening gown of soft creamy silk, with a yoke of dark old embroidery that enhanced the gentle gravity of her style, and her black hair flowed off her open forehead to pass under the control of a simple ribbon of silver. Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. “You silly wimmin,” he said over and over again throughout the hearing, plucking at his blotting-pad with busy hands. ’ ‘For God’s sake, don’t accuse her of murder,’ begged Gerald, retrieving the lady’s hat and handing it to her, ‘or she’ll be challenging me to a duel again. ” Brendon leaned over confidentially. One went in for painting, kept straight and married old Ferringhall a week or so ago—the Lord help her.
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