“I suppose he’s frightfully clever,” said Miss Klegg. ‘Aye, sir. "Is she dead?" "No—no," answered Hogarth. He sent a speculative glance at the immobile yellow face. I’ve had the rarest luck and fallen on my feet. He was an officer, and a person of very great sense, and altogether a desirable parti. “You are a thousand times more beautiful,” he said, “than anything else could be.
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