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Every window, from the groundfloor to the garret had its occupant, and the roofs were covered with spectators. The thought of them distressed her without subtracting at all from the oceans of happiness in which she swam. A girl—at my age—is grown-up. What was he doing? What was he thinking? It was less than a day now, less than twenty hours. Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. He looked at it with uplifted eyebrows, but made no remark. ” She said.
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