Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. ’ Lady Bicknacre, resplendent in purple satin, and basking in her triumphantly full rooms—for it was obvious that her patronage of the refugees had set a quickly to be followed fashion—was all sorrow and sympathy when Gerald spoke of them. She met his eye for a moment in curious surprise. ‘And for you, monsieur le major, it will be well if you do not make me a shock like this again. She ignored his question. I have worn it for weeks and weeks. . There was granite in her face and agate in her eyes. 207 She romanced a dark-haired farmer a few times, having long since forgotten his name. At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead. A message was dispatched from Florence that she was to again receive her future husband.
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