The charm of innocence breathes around her, as fragrance is diffused by the flower, sanctifying her lightest thought and action, and shielding her, like a spell, from the approach of evil. “Don’t you know?” “Oh! I know—” “Well—” Her face was an unaccustomed pink. Oh, the scent of the flowers that day, the delicious quiet, the swallows that dived before us in the river. ” “Lady Ferringhall—alone?” Ennison exclaimed. Wood and Thames taking their places on either side of it, and Jack at a little distance behind.
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