She fluttered it with
a trembling hand, averting her eyes from his, and he could hear her uneven
breath behind it. Can you inform us whence it came?"
"I should think so. I
wonder whether you would mind, Lady Ferringhall,” he went on, with a sudden
glance at her, “if I tell you that you yourself remind me a great deal more of what
she was like then, except of course that your complexion and colouring are
altogether different. "
"Pshaw!" cried Thames. Women are not in the world
in the same sense that men are—fighting individuals in a scramble. You won’t have a
man’s lips near you, but you’ll eat out of his hand fast enough. Do you know how late it is?”
She nodded. She inhaled a deep breath of air—London air. "Well, my
pretty dears," he added, "—to see your husband, eh? You must make the most of
your time. You must forgive the poet’s license I take. Mind, I, Baptist Kettleby, say so. ‘You said she was
beautiful. “If you speak—farewell.
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