” Mr. " And muttering some remarks, which we do not care to repeat, reflecting upon the consistency of the sex, he was preparing once more to depart, when Mrs. The Master listened, with becoming attention, to the narrative, and, at its conclusion, shook his head gravely, applied his thumb to the side of his nose, and, twirling his fingers significantly, winked at his phlegmatic companion. But you,” he continued, moving imperceptibility a little nearer to her, “you are mine. ‘His granddaughter?’ ‘Yes, his son’s daughter. Lights glimmered in the windows of the different houses; and a lamp-lighter was running from post to post on his way to Snow Hill. A shy virgin bride would not press her thigh sinuously against his, nor consent indeed to this clandestine little comedy he had been playing. The conversation which her entrance had interrupted began to buzz again all around her.
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