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Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. Retract your words instantly, or take the consequences. "Not dangerously, I hope," returned Thames; "but fly—save yourself.
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