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"No prize shall indushe me to enter dat horrid plashe again. By your father, Sir Montacute Trenchard's will, you are aware,—and, therefore, I need not repeat it, except for the special purpose I have in view,—you are aware, I say, that, by this will, in case your sister Aliva, died without issue, or, on the death of such issue, the property reverts to Constance and her issue. You were very good. “You will be so good as to leave us your correct name and address, mademoiselle,” he said curtly. The name of this damsel was Edgeworth Bess; and, as her fascinations will not, perhaps, be found to be without some influence upon the future fortunes of her boyish admirer, we have thought it worth while to be thus particular in describing them. " The prison bars of circumstance, they no longer encompassed her. She backed away, amazed as the thing buzzed loudly in the center of the room. There were mysterious sounds, all of them musical. You have somewhere to go to in London, I hope. One of the sampans was hailed, and a ropeladder was lowered. The spinster saw herself growing warm again in the morning sunshine of youth —a flaring ember before the hearth grew cold.
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