Instead, she laughed, laughed with lips and eyes, laughed till the tears ran down her cheeks. "Heaven grant you may have been wrongly informed with respect to Thames!" exclaimed Winifred; "but, I beseech you, on no account to mention what you have told me to my poor father. For the fresh and feverish hue of lip which years ago characterised this feature, was now substituted a pure and wholesome bloom, evincing a total change of habits; and, though the coarse character of the mouth remained, in some degree, unaltered, it was so modified in expression, that it could no longer be accounted a blemish. “Perhaps for myself I do not mind, but this man is sure to find out some day, and he will not like having been deceived. I knew where I would go next: Florence. People are afraid of her that no one has ever dared to make fun of her. You are the High Priestess of Life.
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