I wonder whether you would mind, Lady Ferringhall,” he went on, with a sudden glance at her, “if I tell you that you yourself remind me a great deal more of what she was like then, except of course that your complexion and colouring are altogether different. . Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. " "Nonsense!" cried Wood; "while there's life there's hope. ’ There was sense in what she said, Melusine was obliged to concede. Even so much allusion as this to that family shadow, she felt, was an immense recognition of her ripening years. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. And with a hideous expression of pain, he fainted. “Dear me!” he said. He drew her away from this thought.
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