A stomacher, fastened by imitationdiamond buckles, girded that part of her person, which should have been a waist; a coral necklace encircled her throat, and a few black patches, or mouches, as they were termed, served as a foil to the bloom of her cheek and chin. From head to foot he was attired in the fashionable garb of the young man of the moment. “We are only in the dawn of the Age of Friendship,” he said, “when interest, I suppose, will take the place of passions. " Her attitude now entirely sisterly, he ceased to be afraid of her; there was never anything in her eyes (so far as he could see) but friendly interest in all he said or did. In Old Palace Yard everybody ran. ‘How could I know that it is you?’ She peered at him in the darkness. ’ ‘No, I won’t. Even in his fevered hours, so the girl had said, his tongue had not betrayed him. Infested by every description of vagabond and miscreant, it was, perhaps, a few degrees worse than the rookery near Saint Giles's and the desperate neighbourhood of Saffron Hill in our own time. What was the matter with the dress? She could not see.
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