“You are one of the Hampshire Pellissiers, I know, and your family are quite as good as ours. I didn’t understand before that letter. "No prize shall indushe me to enter dat horrid plashe again. Wood," said the lady bridling up, "my request may, perhaps, have some weight with you. ” “That’s why, in a way, I’m prudish. At the back of her mind there seemed always one irrelevant qualifying spectator whose presence she sought to disregard. She saw herself begin a slow, sinuous dance: and stop suddenly in the middle of a figure, conscious that the dance was not impromptu, her own, but native—the same dance she had quitted but a few minutes gone.
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