’ ‘Oh, this is becoming nonsensical,’ exclaimed Lucilla. Supper was quickly served; the oldest bottle of wine was brought from the cellar; the strongest barrel of ale was tapped; but not one of the party could eat or drink—their hearts were too full. As to Mr. " "No; it is only—what shall I say?—troubled. The thin stream of blood on which her eyes were fastened with a nameless horror reached almost to her feet. “Permit me to offer you the English paper which has just arrived, Sir John,” he said, holding out a Daily Telegraph. It was a charming sight to watch the motions of her tiny fingers as she pursued her task; and though the posture she adopted was not the most favourable that might have been chosen for the display of her sylphlike figure, there was something in her attitude, and the glow of her countenance, lighted up by the mellow radiance of the setting sun falling upon her through the panes of the little dormer-window, that seemed to the youth inexpressibly beautiful. Groans and hoots were now raised by the crowd, and there was an evident disposition to rescue.
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