Her confession was still unmade. "Well, you never can tell," he continued, lamely. Come now, I am very glad to see you again so soon, mademoiselle whatever-your-name-is. His head was small and bullet-shaped, and he did not wear a wig, but had his sleek black hair cut off closely round his temples. Just as he had succeeded in fixing his attention, it was again shaken, and he was almost unnerved by the sight of Mr. Wild's orders. Edgeworth Bess wore a scarlet tabby negligée,—a sort of undress, or sack, then much in vogue,—which suited her to admiration, and upon her head had what was called a fly-cap, with richly-laced lappets.
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