His clothes were smartly pressed, his linen white, his jaws cleanly shaven; but the day would come when he would grow indifferent to bodily cleanliness. "Who is it, Bess?" "How should I know?" replied Edgeworth Bess. They left the room amongst the last, and Ennison had almost to elbow his way through a group of acquaintances who had all some pretext for detaining him, to which he absolutely refused to listen. "Do me the favour to seat yourself, Jack," said Sir James.
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