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Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. “I’ll get dressed. ‘That’s right. Then you have altered not only that, but your manner of dressing it. Possessed of you, I shall have a treasure such as kings could not boast. “Are you in a hurry? Will you come in and have some coffee?” He hesitated, and glanced towards her companion. ’ ‘Yes, she duped me finely,’ agreed Gerald. ‘Lord,’ he uttered, glancing about with a disparaging eye. Only he hated the words he uttered, hated the blunt honesty which forced them from his lips. Who knows?—on the analogy of “Squiggles” she might come to call him “Mangles!” “I don’t think I can ever marry any one,” she said, and fell suddenly into another set of considerations that perplexed her for a time.
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