Edgeworth Bess wore a scarlet tabby negligée,—a sort of undress, or sack, then much in vogue,—which suited her to admiration, and upon her head had what was called a fly-cap, with richly-laced lappets. The release was so great that she felt tears spring from her eyes. "What have you got there in your breast—a stone? Is there blood or water in your veins?" The dam broke, but not with violence. ’ ‘Tchah! Better a doubtful welcome here than a confounded French convent. She chose to hold her nose. Fly! fly!" "As soon as I can do so with safety, I will return, or send to you," said Jack.
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