‘Seems to me, missie, as you’re as dangerous a female as I’m like to see. Edgeworth Bess wore a scarlet tabby negligée,—a sort of undress, or sack, then much in vogue,—which suited her to admiration, and upon her head had what was called a fly-cap, with richly-laced lappets. She must speak to Jack. It was very pretty and very dainty while it lasted, but we played it with our eyes open, and we perfectly understood the game—both of us. He was a London man of business, spending a small legacy in Paris. . “What you have said is a ridiculous falsehood,” she declared scornfully. A pair of startled blue eyes looked up into his.
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