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‘I understand you have not been in England very long,’ he said in English, noting that Madame raised her fan and lowered her gaze demurely. Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. I was once a disciple of Saint Peter myself, and speak from experience. Well, let's beat it to the hotel. I wouldn't allow you to be honest even if you could be so,—which I doubt. So, not exactly hopefully but earnestly, she returned to the feet of God. Opening a pair of large black eyes, the child fixed them for an instant upon Wood, and then, alarmed by the light, uttered a low and melancholy cry, which, however, was speedily stilled by the caresses of his mother, towards whom he extended his tiny arms, as if imploring protection.
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