Throwing down the pencil, she snatched up a piece of India-rubber, and exclaiming,—"It isn't at all like him! it isn't half handsome enough!" was about to efface the sketch, when Thames darted into the room. There was a deep groan, and the sound of a fall within. The costume of this personage was somewhat singular, and might have passed for a masquerading habit, had not the imperturbable gravity of his demeanour forbidden any such supposition. He waved an arm and spoke with a peculiar resonance. “Heavens, look at the time!” she exclaimed. You have not considered the advantages.
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