None presented themselves to save him from that return. The name of this damsel was Edgeworth Bess; and, as her fascinations will not, perhaps, be found to be without some influence upon the future fortunes of her boyish admirer, we have thought it worth while to be thus particular in describing them. She sat on the edge of the bed overwhelmed, the roses cradled in her arms. The image in the glass was not clear, for the light was not bright enough to see properly, but the shadows of her riding habit and the hat with its waving plumes framed a countenance that gazed serenely back at her out of long-lashed blue eyes. Oh! that Mr. Apparently he did not see his recent companions. I'll forgive him if he does. ‘Not here. I think she might be up to something. In the second, she was wretchedly poor, and assailed by temptations of which you can form no idea. He recognised Anna, and at once addressed her.
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