In the next place, she really had some
pretensions to beauty. A maidservant held the
front door open. 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. For a short time they allowed me to
share the warmth of their lives. In
seconds, they faced each other before the altar. "
The stranger said nothing, but hastily brushed away a tear. Lucy sat beside him. He flung himself backwards, hit the dais and fell heavily before the altar,
losing his low-crowned beaver. ”
For some seconds he had remained quite still. "Sir Rowland is
your uncle—he will be your guardian—he will protect you. Turning off again
on the left, down Seacoal Lane, they arrived at the mouth of a dark, narrow alley,
into which they plunged; and, at the farther extremity found a small yard,
overlooked by the blank walls of a large gloomy habitation.
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