Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. Fine woman, Lady Trafford—a little on the wane though. At present I cannot marry, I will not become bound even to any one. ‘To take a baby all the way to France without a wet-nurse. " She pursed her lips and uttered a whistle, piercingly shrill and high; and instantly she became the object of intense astonishment on the part of the other diners.
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