And girls and women, perhaps, are different. ToC
Monday, the 31st of August 1724,—a day long afterwards remembered by the
officers of Newgate,—was distinguished by an unusual influx of visitors to the
Lodge. . She was quite tired of the stream of visitors and
heard with relief the words of her newfound great-aunt, addressed to her son’s
butler. And you’d better
have her fetch in some food for the missie, an’ all. “I came directly I was disengaged,” Anna answered. All these things spoke of
peace;—but there are seasons when the pleasantest external influences have a
depressing effect on the mind, by painfully recalling past happiness. Now you haven’t the ghost of one—not if you play
the game fair. After all, what can it matter? It was just to make sure. 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. . "I have no sympathy," replied Prudence, "with a man who deliberately fuddles
himself with strong drink. Chapter XXII
AN OLD FOOL
Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. “Stop! Don’t put your face there.
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