“Don’t you know?” “Oh! I know—” “Well—” Her face was an unaccustomed pink. The air was crisp and dry. But her great-aunt was nodding, as if this was what she had expected. On the left lay the heights of Hampstead, studded with villas, while farther off a hazy cloud marked the position of the metropolis. There was a third lady among the younger set. He tells me that you will not even see him. This adventure of yours has gone on altogether too long; it has become a serious distress to both your aunt and myself. “Go it, miss!” cried one. She looked around her. It’s not fair to you.
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