Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. One of the shutters was a trifle damaged, letting in added light. Sheppard's time it was even more beautiful than at present, when the hand of improvement has proceeded a little too rashly with alterations and repairs. The winters were bitter here, they could have just as easily been frozen off. “Does he ever ask about me?” She asked, feeling like a cuckolded old maid. Who invented them? Nobody knows. org/license). " "Oh! certainly," answered Griffin; "certainly. Not a star could be discerned, but, in their stead, streaks of lurid radiance, whence proceeding it was impossible to determine, shot ever and anon athwart the dusky vault, and added to the ominous and threatening appearance of the night. \" Lucy obliged her, walking back to the entryway and slipping off the loafers. “I can’t imagine, Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said, leaning towards her, “whatever made you think of coming to stay if only for a week at a Montague Street boarding-house. Sheppard's dress—extremely neat and clean, but simply fashioned, and of the plainest and most unpretending material,—offered nothing assailable; and her demeanour was so humble, and her looks so modest, that—if she had been ill-looking—she might, possibly, have escaped the shafts of malice preparing to be levelled against her.
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