Chapter XX ANNA’S SURRENDER “This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a moment the golden bubbles. She did not remember how many seasons it took before she relented, how much time before she decided to toy with his affections. I was grounded for the last two weeks. The boy was coming around. Some of their specimens—wonderfully selected, wonderfully got up. \"Would you like some orange juice?\" Larry had already been working outside for an hour, Mike at his side, dragging grass clippings to the compost pile. He stood there, large and dark, enunciating, in his clear voice from beneath his large mustache, clear flat sentences, deliberately kindly.
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