He leaned towards her as though anxious to see more of her face than that faint delicate profile gleaming like marble in the uncertain light. ‘I know what it means, numbskull! Didn’t spend years in the confounded country without picking up some of their infernal tongue. No one will ever love you as I love you now. "He is gone!" cried Mrs. That “entirely English” comment was said just to provoke me. She stopped abruptly, and looked in a flower-shop window. Her slender throat was encircled by a black riband, with a small locket attached to it; and upon the top of her head rested a diminutive lace cap. He offered me at once an engagement. I was sorry for what I did afterwards; for, I don't know why, but, poor, lady! with her pale face, and black eyes, she reminded me of my mother. Spurling, (for she it was,) either by her attractions of purse or person, had succeeded in moving the stony heart of Mr. Manning in fancy costume, as though he was a doll. ‘You see, it’s difficult to do a service for someone when you don’t know who they are, or what they’re up to.
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