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. The wine was sweetened with cinnamon and cloves and rare edible flowers, which her father had instructed her not to drink excessively of. He tore his gaze away, aware of the quickening of his heartbeat. She put a hand to the lad’s cold cheek and choked on a sob. I admit it. ’ She counted off on her fingers. Spurlock bent his head to the rail. Then she uttered a strangled, ‘Espéce de bête!’ and burst into tears. ” Lord, he was right! But softly now.
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