Edgeworth Bess wore a scarlet tabby negligée,—a sort of undress, or sack, then much in vogue,—which suited her to admiration, and upon her head had what was called a fly-cap, with richly-laced lappets. What about your luggage?” “I could get a few of my things, at any rate,” she said. “Oh, dammit!” he remarked, “dammit!” with great bitterness as he faced it. "O lud! what an exquisite box!" cried Edgeworth Bess. I have it on my conscience that I offended you—” “Offended me when?” “I’ve been haunted by the memory of you. and Mrs. Well, if she survives the accident—as the blood, who styles himself Sir Cecil, fancies she may do—this ring will make my fortune by leading to the discovery of the chief parties concerned in this strange affair. “My arrival appears to be opportune,” he said stiffly. A young man with shiny frock coat and very high collar, advanced towards her languidly. I don’t believe any one could have traced us here.
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