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queer father of hers had given her everything but his arms. His features
were regular, and finely-formed; his complexion bright and blooming,—a little
shaded, however, by travel and exposure to the sun; and, with a praiseworthy
contempt for the universal and preposterous fashion then prevailing, of
substituting a peruke for the natural covering of the head, he allowed his own
dark-brown hair to fall over his shoulders in ringlets as luxuriant as those that
distinguished the court gallant in Charles the Second's days—a fashion, which
we do not despair of seeing revived in our own days. Good night!" She pressed his hand and went
out. It makes no difference. He had spoken impressively, and most likely Anna, had she reappeared, would
have met with a fair reception. For she knew that men married to get something. I'd have got something nice. But the besetting evil of the place, and that which drew down the
severest censures of the writers above-mentioned, was that this spot,—which of
all others should have been most free from such intrusion—was made a public
exhibition. The significance of the kiss was still
obscure to her, though she had frequently encountered the word and act in the
Old and New Testaments and latterly in novels.
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