’ He sat up. Out of an old family album: here was the very comparison that had eluded him. Or had she, like himself, been held up until the fellow returned to town? He waited, his ready humour anticipating her likely reaction. ’ ‘Sport!’ grumbled her betrothed, but he accompanied them across the ballroom all the same. Snatching-up his pistols, he rushed to the door, but to his horror found it fastened. When younger, and in better health, she must have been eminently lovely; and there were still the remains of great beauty about her. ‘Suzanne, if I may say, had also not the choice. And now, come and sit by me, my dear, and let's have a little quiet chat together.
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