Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. You are your own Heaven and your own Hell, Lucy. Nobody could possibly find him now. Michelle helped her mother clear the table and Lucy thanked her for the meal. ‘Come, cry a truce. Wherever I saw him, I should pick him out as a man designed by nature to plan and accomplish the wonderful escapes he has effected. You are my wife now and you belong to me.
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