. Her lips were dry and cracked. ‘And, if this was not enough,’ went on the lady furiously, ‘you dare to say I am French. Fool that I was to marry for beauty! I ought to have remembered that a fair woman and a slashed gown always find some nail in the way. "No bones broken, I hope," said Thames, laughing at Jack, who limped towards the bench, rubbing his shins as he went. Don’t try. That is how I learned that there were such things as novels. ’ She bit her lip, and then turning her face away, emitted another sigh. How long he sat there, reeling off this drivel, he never knew. If the young ladies were dowerless, which seemed likely, their attire at least—so Lucilla assured him in a whisper—was of the first stare. . It seemed to him that a sort of mist had risen up between them. Restlessness, then, was the trouble, simple restlessness: home bored her.
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