What can she be? The wife of a country tradesman, or a duchess? And such a meek little husband too. It has been only the sort of nonsense which passes lightly enough between half the men and women in London. She said there was no other way to get them to stop their constant screaming. While he was thus standing, the flames of his house, which made the whole street as light as day, and ruddily illumined the faces of the mob below, betrayed him to them, and he was speedily driven from his position by a shower of stones and other missiles. She was a very elegant young woman, slightly taller perhaps than her sister, and with an air of reserved strength underneath her quiet face and manner which Annabel may have lacked.
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