Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. Two shots were fired, and presently the clashing of swords was heard below. "Fool!" he cried, "do you think I wouldn't have secured you before this if I hadn't some motive for my forbearance?" "And that motive is fear," replied Jack contemptuously. A white apron was tied round his waist, and into the apron was thrust a short thick truncheon, which looked very much like a rolling-pin. She would just walk out of the house and go. She had decided that she would begin with her pearl necklace. "Leave me to my fate," rejoined Jack.
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