Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. She had, poor inexperienced fool, given herself away. Sheppard. Turning now, and running down the terrace. Hearing the noise of the scuffle, the tapstress, fancying it was Jack making an effort to escape, in spite of the remonstrances of the executioner, threw open the wicket.
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