He saw her young and graceful back as she descended from the carriage, severely ignoring him, and recalled a glimpse he had of her face, bright and serene, as his train ran out of Wimbledon. Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. But just as they were about to place him on the ground, he burst from their hold, and made a desperate spring at Jonathan, who was standing with his arms folded near the door watching the scene. Still he looked hale and hearty, and the country life he led had imparted a ruddier glow to his cheek. And for twelve years he has been so; until his long security, well-nigh obliterating remembrance of the deed, has bred almost a sense of innocence within his breast. Never mind. He drove it into her missionary style, and though he was worried about hurting her, he could not stop himself from thrusting into her deeply. We stepped from the Embassy into the motor—and oh! I thought that he was dead.
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