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Then as she lay very still, with her hands clinched and her black
hair tumbled about her face, he came still closer and softly kissed the nape of her
neck. Her figure, though slight, had all the fulness of health; and her
complexion—still pale, but without its former sickly cast,—contrasted agreeably,
by its extreme fairness, with the dark brows and darker lashes that shaded eyes
which, if they had lost some of their original brilliancy, had gained infinitely
more in the soft and chastened lustre that replaced it. He was inclined to be a good-natured person, and he
had no nervous fears of receiving a snub. . The road
which wound by Westbourne Green, gave him a full view of the hill of
Hampstead with its church, its crest of houses, and its villas peeping from out the
trees. “Garçon,” he said, “will you ask the gentleman at the next table if he will do me
the honour of taking a glass of wine with me. “I’m mostly self-taught. ‘Was you following, too, miss?’
‘Certainly I was following.
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