. "You dropped this, sir. It’s John. " "It may be; but if it shortens the distance and lightens the journey, I care not," retorted the widow, who seemed by this reproach to be roused into sudden eloquence. “I suppose all life is an affair of chances. “Won’t you give me your address?” She shook her head. "You have," rejoined Jonathan, laying a forcible grasp on his shoulder. Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. The uproar was tremendous—men yelling— dogs barking,—but above all was heard the stentorian voice of Jonathan, urging them on. Her formerly brown hair was dyed a white shade of blonde. "That's all right.
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