A crumpled-up newspaper thrown from the gallery hit her upon the cheek. “I don’t think you see,” she replied, with tears on her cheeks, and her brows knitting, “how it shames and, ah!—disgraces me—AH TISHU!” She put down the tray with a concussion on her toilet-table. Both these ladies possessed considerable personal attractions. Besides, revenge is sweetened by delay; and I indulge too freely in the passion to rob it of any of its zest. "Any price was better than your head. ” “But, my dear Peter!” said Miss Stanley.
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