‘I rather gathered as much,’ said Miss Froxfield, releasing her hands. . Such apartments as she saw were either scandalously dirty or unaccountably dear, or both. He talked very little and rather absently. She glanced towards her sister, and curiously enough found in her face some faint reflection of her own rather sombre mirth. " "Go, Mr. “Silly!” he remarked after a pause. " "Quite right, Sir James," said Austin. " "A terrible dream, indeed," said Jonathan thoughtfully. When she came in after dinner that night, Ruth was no longer an interesting phenomenon, something figuratively to tear apart and investigate: she was talismanic. A wide terrace then led to large iron gates,' over which were placed the two celebrated figures of Raving and Melancholy Madness, executed by the elder Cibber, and commemorated by Pope in the Dunciad, in the wellknown lines:— "Close to those walls where Folly holds her throne, And laughs to think Monroe would take her down, Where, o'er the gates, by his famed father's hand, Great Cibber's brazen, brainless brothers stand. ” He stared at her incredulously, and she laughed very softly. ’ Abruptly, the niggling doubt that had been plaguing Lord Charvill came sweeping to the surface. She had recourse to the torn off strip of petticoat again, and blowing her nose with an air of determination, sniffed back the tears.
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