They seem to spend their time yawning and inspecting their neighbour’s dresses through those hateful glasses. "Couldn't you speak to him?" "What?—and be insulted for my trouble? No, thank you!" "That is it. " "Here it is," replied Edgeworth Bess. "Why came she here?" "She could not resist the hand of fate which drew her hither," replied Sir Cecil, mournfully. With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley. She spoke with an entirely false note of cheerful offhandedness.
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