Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. I’d come back from the ends of the earth. How did you get your luggage out of the house? Wasn’t it—wasn’t it rather in some respects—rather a lark? It’s one of my regrets for my lost youth. Apparently he had projected beyond his table some hypnotic thought, for it had held him all through the dining hour. ’ If you engage me it must be upon my own merits.
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