“P. F. She quickened her pace, and so did he, talking at her slightly averted ear. A jolly night we made of it, as you may suppose; for four such monarchs don't often come together. "Agreed," responded the Master. At the recollection that it was his, she seemed to fall through a thin surface, as one might fall through the crust of a lava into glowing depths. So, after the dinner was over, Spurlock took her home; and worked far into the night. ‘You do not dare look in my clothes. Boys, at the time of which we write, were attired like men of their own day, or certain charity-children of ours; and the stripling in question was dressed in black plush breeches, and a gray drugget waistcoat, with immoderately long pockets, both of which were evidently the cast-off clothes of some one considerably his senior. ” She felt his heart warming the small room like a radiator.
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