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might be advisable; and, by-the-by, they are very good for the complexion. Apropos of the complexion: I did not like that green coat you wor

ntance (not the friends) of second or third-rate people are always sure to be good: they are not independent enough to receive whom they like-their whole rank is in their guests: you may be also sure that the menage will, in outward appearance at least, be quite comme il faut,

re you will have so many rivals. Without flattery to you, I take it for granted, that you are the best looking and most agreeable person at Garrett Park, and it will, therefore, be a most unpardonable fault if you do not make Lady Roseville of the same opinion. Nothing, my

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, and adjusted my best curl, "my mother is

elthorpe were in the room talking with great interest, an

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alking of

Miss Trafford and myself, and disputing about the hero of it. Miss Trafford declares he is frightful; I say that he i

t, have the pleasure of the narration.-"We were walking, two or three days ago, by the sea-side

wling at dear Lady Nelthorpe and me, in the most savage manner imaginable. He would certai

n a cloak-" "In a great coat," drawled Lady Nelthorpe. Miss Trafford went on without noticing the emendat

looking round for the necessary symptoms of

gentleman, he never stayed to ask if we were alarmed or hurt-scarcely even looked at us-" ("I don't wonder at that!" said Mr

?" said Lord Vincent: "so have I, and

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he description I should have given of him in pros

h the simplicity of a Quaker. The other evening I was coming home from one of Sir Lionel's preserves, and

les and a tree. Just as I got there, I saw a man suddenly rise from the earth, where he appeared to have been lying; he stood still for a moment, and then (evidently not perceiving me) raised his clasped hands to Heaven, and

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ery appropriate name of Terror, and then slouching his hat over his face, passed rapidly by me, dog and all. I did not recover the fright for an hour

cital, preparing an attack upon Lord Vincent, when

look to- day, Mr. Davison; face flushed-veins swelled-oh, thos