” He looked at her with white, set face. " "Fine!" said O'Higgins, jovially. "If I spoke to him, my interest might be misinterpreted. There was one verse that haunted and mocked her. There was all the knavery, and more than all the drollery of a Spanish picaroon in the laughing eyes of the English apprentice; and, with a little more warmth and sunniness of skin on the side of the latter, the resemblance between them would have been complete. Even in her painting smock and with her disarranged hair, the likeness between the two girls was marvellous. “To the best of my belief,” she said, with quiet dignity, “I have never seen either of you before in my life. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters.
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