. She posed herself before her mirror and surveyed herself with gravely thoughtful, gravely critical, and yet admiring eyes. Manning? I suppose there’s a sort of place like a ticket-office. 144 I think he heard about the backpack and the spitballs finally. ’ Hilary eyed him. The young ladies in the somewhat mixed society amongst which he moved neither satisfied his taste nor appealed in any way to his affections. The aspect of the place, so far as he could discern through the gloom, was strange to him; but chancing to raise his eyes above the level of the surrounding habitations, he beheld, relieved against the sombre sky, the tall steeple of Saint Giles's church, the precursor of the present structure, which was not erected till some fifteen years later. She was wholly unable to conceal her knowledge of his presence. She lost it in the Mint.
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