Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. . Here you only waste your time. " Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again set forward. "Whatever you like, Hoddy," she agreed, wiping the sweat from her forehead. Langley, I appeal to you.
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