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She staggered to the fireplace and thrust it into the heart of the dying flames. "I had one," answered his sister, in a mournful voice; "and, perhaps, I have one still. It was a charming sight to watch the motions of her tiny fingers as she pursued her task; and though the posture she adopted was not the most favourable that might have been chosen for the display of her sylphlike figure, there was something in her attitude, and the glow of her countenance, lighted up by the mellow radiance of the setting sun falling upon her through the panes of the little dormer-window, that seemed to the youth inexpressibly beautiful. ” “The real, identical other,” said Capes, and took and bit the tip of her little finger. But this chap is good wine yet. "I'm surprised Mr. Norris, wringing her hands and wepping, the unfortunate lady was placed upon a couch. Yes. CHAPTER XXIX.
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