’ She bit her lip, and then turning her face away, emitted another sigh. There was granite in her face and agate in her eyes. Miss Stanley reflected on this proposal for a moment. The latter looked very pale, either from the effect of his wound, which was not yet entirely healed, or from suppressed emotion,—partly, perhaps, from both causes,—and wore his left arm in a sling. What’s the name of the happy man?” Gwen owned to “Fortescue. \" He said. His suspicions at first fell upon you. I thought it would be magnificent to have a great house in Paris, and more money than any other woman. She suspected that he would take a mistress just as soon as they returned to Florence. If it came at all, it was as fleeting as the girl's smile. All along the wooden benches before it sat a profusion of soldiery, a collection of barbers in attendance, busily employed in replaiting and powdering their hair ready for a military review scheduled for this afternoon.
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