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"Oh!—to see you thus!" cried Thames, in an agony of affliction. ’
Lady Bicknacre, resplendent in purple satin, and basking in her triumphantly
full rooms—for it was obvious that her patronage of the refugees had set a
quickly to be followed fashion—was all sorrow and sympathy when Gerald
spoke of them. The call of youth to youth, and we name it love for want of something better: a
glamorous, evanescent thing "like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a
little hour or two, was gone. "Well, Joan," said the benevolent mechanic, after he had looked at her
steadfastly for a few moments, "what say you?—silence gives consent, eh?"
Mrs. Why should I
peep at it through smoked glass to see things that don’t affect me?” He smiled
his delight at his companion. In fact, one of them was
downright sceptical. “It’s settled.
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