‘How do you do, my lord? I am Lucilla Froxfield. " "At any rate, I won, for he went away. She sprang to her feet and stood listening with parted lips and eager eyes. ” The tall young man dropped his eye-glass and smiled. He had not noticed the girl particularly when she offered the sandwiches; but in this moment he found her beautiful. At last, she breathed. There are so many girls nowadays who are quite unpresentable at tea, with their untrimmed laughs, their awful dispositions of their legs when they sit down, their slangy disrespect; they no longer smoke, it is true, like the girls of the eighties and nineties, nevertheless to a fine intelligence they have the flavor of tobacco.
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