Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. He looked at her with a certain curiosity. But if I painted her as I'd like to, the natives would instantly distrust me; and I'd have to build up confidence all over again. He was a large oafish man, a man that seemed deceptively harmless, and some thought him slightly retarded.
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