"
"And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied
Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless
it be tears of joy. ’
‘We are not all of us so empty-headed, Melusine,’ pleaded Miss Froxfield. Too
bad he’s not interested in any girl who’s not a musician. ”
“She is one of them,” Ennison said. Ann Veronica halted a pace, and Miss Klegg came alongside. There's a friend of Sir James—a young man, an engraver of
masquerade tickets and caricatures,—his name I believe is Hogarth. ’
Leaning down, she raised the hem of the petticoat of her habit to reveal a neat
little pair of boots on her feet.
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