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Please sit down, Miss —dear me, I haven’t asked you your name yet. She remained for some seconds crouching at the fender, poker in hand. What the devil is the matter, Dunster?” “I beg your pardon, sir,” the man answered, “there is a lady here to see you. You will be free to remarry, of course. He had quite enough to see to and worry about in the City without their doing things. “I wish you would not do it. And, for one expedition at least, we will go up this desolate valley here to Mattmark, and so on to Monte Moro. ’ ‘No, but you’ve made up for it since. ‘I thought, you see, that we might as well enter by the same way our intruder had done. The young man opposite was straining his ears to listen to their conversation. But something instinctive prevented that, and with the finest resolve not to be “silly” and prudish she found that whenever he became at all bold in this matter she became severely scientific and impersonal, almost entomological indeed, in her method; she killed every remark as he made it and pinned it out for examination. She looked, Dorothée said, just as she always looks. He feared to antagonize that distinguished person. You come to visit a completely different gentleman at his home. Spare him!—pity me!" With this she arose, and, taking up the infant, was about to proceed down stairs, when she was alarmed by hearing the street-door opened, and the sound of heavy footsteps entering the house.
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