Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. But in the early days of her abduction, she did not allow him to touch her. Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring; she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of an eye, an utter stranger. Let me engage myself. Of course there are, millions of them. And like that gospel it meant something, something different from its phrases, something elusive, and yet something that in spite of the superficial incoherence of its phrasing, was largely essentially true. While he was thus employed a farming man came into the barn. The dress came to her only too manifestly unwashed from its former wearer; even the under-linen they gave her seemed unclean. The unknown, previously so attractive, now presented another face—blank. She watched her friend rise and go towards her affianced husband, a look of mischief in her face.
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