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Fearful that she had given herself away, she sank back down onto her stool. He drew her to him and tipped her chin towards him. “My sister,” she murmured, “is so independent. She was never announced as ‘Alcide,’ but directly she walked on she simply became ‘Alcide’ to every one. ” 189 “Are you feeling okay?” She could feel a parade of ants dotting her skin. It consisted of a full-dress coat of brown flowered velvet, laced with silver; a waistcoat of white satin, likewise richly embroidered; shoes with red heels, and large diamond buckles; pearlcoloured silk stockings with gold clocks; a muslin cravat, or steen-kirk, as it was termed, edged with the fine point lace; ruffles of the same material, and so ample as almost to hide the tips of his fingers; and a silver-hilted sword. I hate children. Oh, Mr Jarvis paid no mind,’ she added hastily, as if expecting disapproval.

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