Mrs. Upon a table, where they had been hastily deposited, on the intelligence of Darrell's accident, lay a pair of pink kid gloves, bordered with lace, and an enormous fan; the latter, when opened, represented the metamorphosis and death of Actæon. The panel in the bookcase. Before an hour had elapsed, the concourse was fearfully increased. But was it Faith? That is what she was this day going to find out. So far as regards his attire, Baptist was not seen to advantage. She found herself anxious to read more of him, and the next Wednesday she went to the British Museum and hunted first among the half-crown magazines for his essays and then through various scientific quarterlies for his research papers. But, feeling secure of vengeance, he determined to abide his time. Only she was conscious of an unfamiliar and wonderful emotion.
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