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’ She eyed him. Chapter VIII “WHITE’S” Northwards, away from the inhospitality of West Kensington, rumbled the ancient four-wheel cab, laden with luggage and drawn by a wheezy old horse rapidly approaching its last days. It was an oldfashioned peasant blouse, white, square necked, and trimmed with lace. " "Oh, dear!" simpered Edgeworth Bess, endeavouring to hide her confusion by looking steadfastly at her plate. In the pause she realized the attention of the others converged upon her, and that the tears were brimming over her eyes. She looked at him confusedly, his black hair glinting under the dim lights. “You are a thousand times more beautiful,” he said, “than anything else could be.
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