Even in her painting smock and with her
disarranged hair, the likeness between the two girls was marvellous. "My horse is at the
door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. Which, if we are not all of us very careful indeed, will be stolen from Miss
Charvill. Abruptly she desisted, recoiled, and turned and fled up-stairs. Marina gently passed the swaddled infant
to his mother, who sat down on the bed proudly to nurse
the baby, extracting a fat breast from her heavy gown. “Etherialized monkey,” she said. These and her
general preparations had perhaps a certain disproportion. "And now," she
added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a
few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have
to go through—to pray for my son.
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