"The Chevalier shall hear of this," whispered the woollen-draper. He was now within a foot of the bar, and introducing himself into the hole, speedily worked his way to it. Instead, he could not get beyond these minor details—why she wore the dress, whence she had come, and whither she was bound. “Absolutely platonically,” she said. Michelle looked her up and down, liking the results of her efforts. It was maddening to be made to feel that he was in any way the inferior of this cool, self-possessed young woman, whose eyes seemed for a moment to scintillate with scorn.
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