He put an arm around her. "Miss Enschede—such an odd name!—are you French?" "Oh, no. Prudence reminded him that he was a county magistrate, and parliamentary candidate for a somewhat difficult borough, where his principal supporters were dissenters of strict principles who took a zealous interest in his moral character. He grunted, and his grip gave. "No; I don't think I'd laugh. Once, when he thought he had done so, he smiled an ingratiating smile. ‘Parbleu, but what a person you make me! One who spies. One of these, a lady, evidently a confirmed invalid, and attired in deep mourning, reclined upon a sort of couch, or easy chair, set on wheels, with her head supported by cushions, and her feet resting upon a velvet footstool. Jack's heart was too full to allow him to derive any pleasure from this scene; so he strolled on without raising his eyes till he arrived at Kensal Green. “I think that you are very dense. Standing before a mirror set on a dresser between the windows, two hands frozen in the act of adjusting a wide-brimmed hat on her head, stood a lady in a dark riding habit, her startled features turned towards the door. She cocked her head.
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