" "He had better bring half-a-dozen," said the Amazon, taking up a cloth-yard wand, and quietly seating herself; "one won't do. Peg after peg had gone down his blistered throat, but never had a smile touched his lips, never had his gaze roved inquisitively. " To-morrow! She never beheld it. She saw me, and, Lady Ferringhall, I shall never forget her look as long as I live. The gallant woollen-draper was now in his thirty-sixth year.
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