Her husband stared at her over the candle flame. “By-the-bye, Lady Ferringhall,” he said, “do you know that I am a very great admirer of your sister’s? I wonder if she has ever spoken to you of me. There was granite in her face and agate in her eyes. It was nearly one o’clock; but there were lights still in all her windows. . This isn’t the place. And yet she knew it was not fair to call her a foolish girl. Wood, with a look meant to reduce her supposed rival to the dust. For if Gerald had indeed gone to see this Prudence, it was better to wait for his report. "Stop a minute," cried Jack, detaining his mistresses.
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