Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. Wood, in deploring his wild career, adverted to the melancholy condition to which it had reduced his mother. Wild in his own domain. He insisted once again on opening the car door for her. And the bedchamber, for which Melusine instantly headed, was almost bright. The floor was thickly strewn with sawdust and shavings; and across the room ran a long and wide bench, furnished at one end with a powerful vice; next to which three nails driven into the boards served, it would appear from the lump of unconsumed tallow left in their custody, as a substitute for a candlestick. ’ She shrugged.
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