75 “Lucy’s going to Prom with John Diedermayer?” Cathy nodded emphatically. "Where am I?" she cried, passing her hand across her brow. She liked the high, easy swing of the thing over its big wheels, the quick clatter-patter of the horse, the passage of the teeming streets. ‘Cajolery? This is not your style. 1. What a contrast did the lovely scene she now gazed upon present to the squalid neighbourhood she had recently quitted! On all sides, expanded prospects of country the most exquisite and most varied. Mrs Sindlesham raised her brows. It must be the dawn creeping in. "Hold hard," cried he, addressing the waterman; "I'll give the gentleman a lift. ‘You see, unlike you, mademoiselle, your cavalier here would not wish to be arrested. At last, she breathed.
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