It is extraordinary. What you want to do is to imagine every woman a Becky Sharp and every man a Rawdon Crawley. ’ He thought she wished to conceal her identity because of the connexion with you, and he offered her an engagement at once. It is putting all my dreams out of joint. Chapter Two ‘Our French friends are beginning to form quite a little coterie,’ remarked Gerald, covertly studying the group gathered in an alcove at the other side of Lady Bicknacre’s ballroom. Do sit down, dear boy. She is no longer mine; she is yours.
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