” The conversation hung. A disconcerting gray eye that had a mystifying depth. By and by he gathered enough courage to lean toward her. You mustn't go dressing up Tom, Dick, and Harry in Henry Esmond's ruffles. For the past four weeks mirrors had been her delight, a new toy. "Where is he?" asked she, in an agitated whisper. "Here, Bess, give me the cord, and I'll tie him to this chest of drawers.
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