Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. ’ ‘You may not get the chance. "Good-b'ye!" And with a cordial shake of the hand he took his departure. "I leave this bowl for you," he cried, returning it to the landlord untasted. “Don’t you get it, Lucy? I’ve always thought he was an idiot. The intruder was handsomely, even richly, attired in a scarlet riding-suit, embroidered with gold; a broad belt, to which a hanger was attached, crossed his shoulders; his boots rose above his knee, and he carried a laced hat in his hand. I hate to see you spoil yourself with guys like me. But—if you are a friend of Mr. E. The manager, however, who stood in the wings, nodded to her to proceed, and the orchestra commenced the first few bars of the music. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story.
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