Perhaps there were experiences she would never confide to any man. On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting. Many’s the bullets I’ve dug out of fellows in my time. What can she have done to deserve such a fate? Oh!” They both turned round at Anna’s exclamation. Remote little Ann Veronica! She would never know the heart of that child again! That child had loved fairy princes with velvet suits and golden locks, and she was in love with a real man named Capes, with little gleams of gold on his cheek and a pleasant voice and firm and shapely hands. Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles.
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