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" "Sir Rowland is my brother," resumed Lady Trafford coldly. She would compose extremely lucid and honorable explanations. "What's that?" ejaculated the ruffian, glancing uneasily towards the window. "To be sure I will, my child. ’ ‘What name would you like, then?’ Her shadowed features turned in his direction. " "Law! Miss," observed the maid, "there's nothing mischievous in the person's appearance, I'm sure. Paris looms behind—a tragedy of strange recollections—here she emerges Phœnix-like, subtly developed, a flawless woman, beautiful, self-reliant, witty, a woman with the strange gift of making all others beside her seem plain or vulgar.
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