’ At that, a flush drenched her cheeks and she snatched her hand away. It was not due to shyness: it was the inherent instinct of the Woman, a protective fear that she must retain some elements of mystery in order to hold the interest of the male. Twenty guineas, mind. Mr. They do not come for me, to find me and bring me home. She had never heard anything so unholy. “I wonder how it is,” she exclaimed, “that my friends have so much more confidence in me than I have in myself.
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