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’ Disappointment flooded her. She replied softly. Her figure was, in some measure, hidden by a large scarf, and a deep hood drawn over the head contributed to her disguise; still it was evident, from her lofty bearing, that she had nothing in common, except an interest in their proceedings, with the crew by whom she was surrounded. ” Then she fell to thinking about her aunt. ” The hand lingered too long. Burn your palette and your easel. Now, as she stared at the image of her own face, she recalled something Major Alderley had said. " "And who is its mother?" asked Jonathan, in an eager whisper. And, besides, she didn’t just immediately want to make her attempt. “It was not necessary,” Sir John answered stiffly. I must go and dress at once.
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