” She glanced shyly at the mirror above her dressing-table, and then about her at the furniture, as though it might penetrate to the thoughts that peeped in her mind. “Another young woman, I suppose,” he said, “who knows better than her Maker about her place in the world. She sat on the edge of the bed —the wardress was too busy with the flood of arrivals that day to discover that she had it down—and her skin was shivering from the contact of these garments. We're to be given a treat to-night. Sheppard from his elevated position. I've often regretted that I didn't investigate the matter.
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