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I’m not such a bad sort. ” “It is over for now,” he answered, “but I cannot bear to think that you are subject to this sort of thing. ‘Beg pardon, miss, but I’m told as how—’ She broke off, her eyes widening, her jaw dropping open. . Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. She refrained. He laid her on their old bed and kissed her from head to toe. "My lips would belie my heart were I to refuse you. Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. His employer retreated into the further apartment, leaving the door ajar.
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