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’ He sat looking her over in silence for a moment or two, his thoughts revolving around the name and the way it fitted so exquisitely on quite another set of features. “Fearful old fogey! I can’t imagine any sister of yours putting up with him for a moment. Her figure was perfect,—tall, graceful, rounded,—and, then, she had deep liquid blue eyes, that rivalled the stars in lustre. "Now, step this way, Mr. ‘I thought it was his great-nephew, young Brewis Charvill, who is his heir. Then we can loiter and gossip to our heart’s content. Immediately the "boy" went forth with his paper lantern, repeating a cry as he ran—warning to clear the way. Always remember that. I feel beautiful. Good night. “You are neither of you in the least like the ordinary boarding-house young man. He smiled inwardly. ‘I do not know the word in English. At length the task was done, and she jabbed the needle into a cushion, folded the coat, and rose. It was maddening to be made to feel that he was in any way the inferior of this cool, self-possessed young woman, whose eyes seemed for a moment to scintillate with scorn.
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