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It was a perfect windless spring day, a Sunday. ‘Do not think—’ he panted, ‘that I am finished—with you, mademoiselle. Hogarth, didn't I see you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?" "Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. He embraced her fully. I was afraid of being talked about.

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