I have plenty in common with Mike. . Anna sprang to her feet and made for the dressing-room door. CHAPTER XXIII. She had lost her nerve, and there was no more freedom in London for her that night. Mr. Maybe it’s his loss. “You and Anna,” she said, “seem to have stumbled upon a mare’s nest. Her eyes were perhaps a little brighter than usual, the firelight played about her hair, there seemed to him to be a sudden softening of the straight firm mouth. ’ ‘Comment?’ she demanded with some heat.
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