Quilt, who was an ardent lover of mischief, could not help laughing most heartily at the rueful appearance of these personages. " "Murdered!" ejaculated Winifred. ‘I find you excessively rude. With a well-simulated unconcern and a heightened color she finished her breakfast. I suppose this is what she learns in her infernal London colleges. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind.
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