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Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. The assemblage was for the most part, if not altogether, composed of persons to whom vice in all its aspects was too familiar to present much of novelty, in whatever form it was exhibited. I am a young person seeking employment and freedom and self-development, just as in quite our first talk of all I said I wanted to be. They have rescued the child. Behind the poet came Sir James Thornhill. You are not a coward David, and you must not talk like one. I’ve bored you or something. The room was dark and dusty.
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