"We shall meet again ere long, my son," cried Mrs. " And, as if to make the moral more obvious, a dirty pack of cards was scattered, underneath, upon the sawdust. “Of course, one lives differently in Paris, but then—Paris is Paris. “Where would you like to go? Are you hungry?” “No. There is Lady Arlingford’s reception to-night, ten till twelve, and the Hatton House ball, marked with a cross, sir, important. Jack, whose back was towards it, did not see it; but he heard, from the pitying exclamations of the crowd, that it was in view. The echoes of his hard, unpleasant laugh reached Anna on her way upstairs. ” Anna’s eyes opened a little wider, but she said nothing. " "And what should a young man like this one have to forget?" Prudence demanded to know.
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