"Oh, Heavens!" cried Mrs. Spurling, (for she it was,) either by her attractions of purse or person, had succeeded in moving the stony heart of Mr. "Ah! you are there, my dear young lady," said the widow, smiling faintly; "when I first waken, I'm always in dread of finding myself again in that horrible asylum. ‘You don’t mind if I sit down?’ She considered him a moment, her head a little on one side. I make no apology for not being with you now. The pursuit of pleasure, selfgratification, is an original instinct with her.
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