Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. She responded as he slipped his hands under her sweater. ’ ‘I could have done so at the first and saved you the pain,’ she told him merrily. ‘Do not beg his pardon,’ intervened Melusine quickly, coming between them. “I say!” he cried. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her fingers were trembling in his. “Anna,” she moaned, “I am a jealous, ungrateful woman. It suited him to dampen the spirits of any who sought to impose upon him, as these relics of the loathed family of Valade seemed like to do.
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