She did not have the power of men. She regarded him coldly, as though wondering whether he had anything further to say. The remainder of dinner was surreal and stilted. Her lips were apart, but no breath seemed to issue from them; and, but for a slight—very slight palpitation of the bosom, the vital principle might be supposed to be extinct. " "Hold your tongue, sirrah," rejoined Shotbolt, not over-pleased by the remark, "and mind what I tell you. "Good gracious! so I do," exclaimed his amiable consort.
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