Her roving eagerness was at all times shaded with shyness, reserve, repression. She regarded the young man coldly. " "Poor child!" muttered Trenchard, abstractedly; "the whole scene upon the river is passing before me. " "Fill your glasses, gentlemen," observed Ireton, "and I'll tell you a droll thing Jack said this morning.
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