. Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. The asylum was approached by a broad gravel walk, leading through a garden edged on either side by a stone balustrade, and shaded by tufted trees. I would have married her long ago, but she will not have me. He got out in much the same way from the Gatehouse,—stole the keys, and passed through a room where I was sitting half-asleep in a chair.
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