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The woollen-draper was no despicable trencherman in a general way; but his feats with the knife and fork were child's sport compared with those of Mr. She wore a plain black dress, reaching almost to her throat—her small oval face, with the large brown eyes, was colourless, delicately expressive, yet with something mysterious in its Sphinx-like immobility. Something about the girl had suggested an idea. ‘Her own,’ Gerald replied. A widow for the fourth time, Mrs. " "Of course—of course," returned Wood, hastily; "anything's better than that. He temporized, and the girl raised her eyes once more to his. Ann Veronica decided that “hoydenish ragger” was the only phrase to express her. ‘Exactly like my father. And I’ll have that story off you as we journey back to town.
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