She hid behind a mirage
of piety, just as I do. “Who are you?” She asked innocently. He eyed the young couple with the tragic history behind them, and could only
suppose that familiarity had dulled their senses. The lady looked them over in silence, and then pouting lips trembled, dark
eyelashes fluttered, and in a broken voice, she pleaded, ‘Honoured messieurs,
you will not allow this—this pig, to be thus cruel? He cannot arrest me. Luckily, she was bereft of consciousness, and was thus spared the additional
misery of witnessing what afterwards befell him. And at the
thought of that other lover—he was convinced that that beloved person was a
lover, and she found herself unable to say a word to explain to him that this other
person, the person she loved, did not even know of her love—Ramage grew
angry and savage once more, and returned suddenly to gibe and insult. . Their expression was so amiable, that it
would have redeemed a countenance a thousand times plainer than hers.
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