It is the old story of a Westerner meddling with an Eastern custom. Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. Her father was right: Ruth must never know. The postilion obeyed, and dashed off as hard as his horses could gallop along the beautiful road leading to Neasdon and Willesden, just as the serving-men made their appearance. A discreet husband would leave the dispensation of his bounty, where women are concerned, to his wife. .
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