"The shoulder-clappers!" added a lady, who, in her anxiety to join the party, had unintentionally substituted her husband's nether habiliments for her own petticoats. ” She pointed with shaking fingers to a great bunch of dark red carnations, thrust carelessly into a deep china bowl, to which the card was still attached. A shout was heard at a little distance, and, the next moment, a person rushed with breathless haste to the stair-head. ’ ‘Well, sir? Who is “she”? Not my granddaughter, I take it. Well, after a time there came a fever in my blood. The tears were welling over now, but her voice was steady.
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