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He then mounted the jaded hack, which had long since regained its legs, and was quietly browsing the grass at the road-side, and, striking spurs into its side, rode off. "A secret is too valuable a commodity to be thrown away. Accounts were now always where he could put his hand on them. ’ A faint smile crossed Gerald’s lips. . Mr. “I wonder if there are any good women really. At present the world waits for that writer, and the confused record of the newspapers remains the only resource of the curious. ’ The snaking suspicion rolled through his mind again. For his own part he could not sufficiently admire the pluck of this lady, who, notwithstanding all that she had been through, had chosen to appear this evening rather than break her engagement. "When I went through your trunk that first night, I discovered an envelope filled with manuscripts. You called yourself a murderess. I am not of the canaille, but a bourgeois. His features were regular, and finely-formed; his complexion bright and blooming,—a little shaded, however, by travel and exposure to the sun; and, with a praiseworthy contempt for the universal and preposterous fashion then prevailing, of substituting a peruke for the natural covering of the head, he allowed his own dark-brown hair to fall over his shoulders in ringlets as luxuriant as those that distinguished the court gallant in Charles the Second's days—a fashion, which we do not despair of seeing revived in our own days.
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