"O lud! what an exquisite box!" cried Edgeworth Bess. He had not proceeded far when he was alarmed by the tramp of a horse, which seemed to be rapidly approaching, and he had scarcely time to leap the hedge and conceal himself behind a tree, when a tall man, enveloped in an ample cloak, with his hat pulled over his brows, rode by at full speed. He stole his chance and thrust his hand towards hers. She recovered herself, however, with amazing facility. Give me your hand. . But he might have crept along the left side of the pier, and beneath the further arch; whereas, Wood, as we have seen, took his course upon the right. “I get that a lot. “None, I thank you,” he answered. She would never look squarely at these dream forms that mocked the social order in which she lived, never admit she listened to the soft whisperings in her ear. ’ Miss Froxfield regarded him in some interest.
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