“I have been training myself to look askance at beautiful things. We must always move on. I'll remember that. The barmaids had too strongly appealed to his sense of novelty. A curious silence ensued. So perfect was the illusion, that he could almost fancy he heard the solemn voice of the ordinary warning him that his race was nearly run, and imploring him to prepare for eternity. That added to his puzzle. Annabel saw it, and suddenly changed her tone. Young noblemen ought to be indulged in their frolics.
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