An entire forest’s array of meats was served in courses brought out to the table. . . But her mind was ruffled, and its mirror-like surface of satisfaction was not easily restored. A sophisticated woman would have translated the tone as a caress. When she came to, she was lying with her head in Martha’s lap, and a livid bruise was forming at the point of a raging headache. “Some day,” she answered. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. He said daring things with a grace which made them irresistible, his eyes flashed back upon her some eloquent but silent appreciation of the change in her manner towards him. I proceeded to Manchester, to investigate the matter further, and when there ascertained, beyond a doubt, that you were the eldest daughter of Sir Montacute Trenchard.
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