At Christmas he gave her a set of a small edition of Meredith’s novels, very prettily bound in flexible leather, being guided in the choice of an author, as he intimated, rather by her preferences than his own. As soon as she noticed the stranger, she honoured him with an extremely impudent stare, and scarcely endeavoured to disguise the admiration with which his good looks impressed her. what’s your name again?” He asked. Poor young lady! She trembled too, and was unable to give her evidence. In the afternoon she had considered certain doubts very carefully, and decided on a more emphatic course of action. "Have you been more successful, Sir?" ventured Ireton. The mode of destruction makes no difference.
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