Then a bit of colour flowed into his sunken white cheeks. ‘She wormed it out of me, the little fiend. “I have a message from your sister. It is not you who runs the risk of going dinnerless to-morrow. ” “It is most unlikely that I shall be able to do so,” Anna answered. Her cheeks seemed to burn, her veins ran riot, and her heart was beating so fast that she was sure he must feel it through his scarlet coat. I have taken bullets and lived, and even a silver one wouldn’t do much. Her hair was gathered up behind, in a sort of pad, according to the then prevailing mode; and she wore a muslin cap, and pinners with crow-foot edging. CHAPTER I. Manning, I do not think I love you.
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