At the same time he comprehended that she was as pure and lovely as the white orchid of Borneo and that she did not carry that ridiculous shield called false modesty. "My horse has had a fall," replied Jack, assuming to perfection—for he was a capital mimic,—the tones of Quilt Arnold. His voice now had lost its ironies. ” “It’s a very good image,” said Ann Veronica. " "And partly what else?" "I shall never tell anybody that. Smith, "upon my conscience. Then came the great day. ’ The lodgekeeper had been in fine fettle by the time Major Alderley had produced his investigatory force at the gates. "I knew how it would be," she cried, in the shrill voice peculiar to a shrew, "when you brought that worthless hussy's worthless brat into the house.
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