‘How do you do, my lord? I am Lucilla Froxfield. “A claim,” he continued, “which I am quite prepared to recognize. She was alone, and the mask of her unchanging high spirits was for the moment laid aside. ‘Parbleu, I hope that I do not have many more times to come in this way to the house,’ she muttered fretfully. She liked the animated eagerness of his manner. Then the storm broke. I've come all these miles for this young fellow; but I don't cotton to the idea of lallygagging four weeks in this burg. That dress is thirty years old, if a day. "I shall go back and finish my supper," said Mrs.
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