With me
behaving as if everything was infinitely matter-of-fact, what could he do? And
just then Heaven sent old Manningtree—I didn’t tell you before of the fortunate
intervention of Manningtree, did I? He was looking quite infernally
distinguished, with a wide crimson ribbon across him—what IS a wide crimson
ribbon? Some sort of knight, I suppose. She had delicate oval features, light, laughing blue eyes, a pretty nez
retroussé, (why have we not the term, since we have the best specimens of the
feature?) teeth of pearly whiteness, and a brilliant complexion, set off by rich
auburn hair, a very white neck and shoulders,—the latter, perhaps, a trifle too
much exposed. " His demeanour was
polished; his manners singularly affable and gentle; and he was remarkable, for
the generosity of his temper. She was the consummate
mother, even when extremely tired, she missed nothing.
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