The girl regarded him with the face of a Sphinx. " "Bah!" returned the woollen-draper. ” Part 3 Her mind got back to the Fadden Ball. "You are no longer Thames Darrell," she said, casting her eyes rapidly over it; "but the Marquis de Chatillon. "But I'll yet disappoint you. Your glove will suffice. “But I wish,” she said, “I had some idea what I was really up to. "And when I further tell you," continued Jack, "that, after yourself and my mother, I am the next heir to the estates of my grandfather, Sir Montacute Trenchard, you will perhaps own that my caution is sufficiently disinterested.
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