They were both dressed in every respect alike. ” “I sent a telegram, aunt,” said Ann Veronica. “But why, Lucy? Who is it 145 that you are trying to hide from? John?” Lucy closed her eyes in earnest. She stepped into his arms. ‘You!’ ‘Yes, it is I, mademoiselle,’ he continued in his own tongue. ” “What!” he asked; “not a kiss?” She affected not to hear. "He has passed this way," cried Jonathan, exultingly; "I have him safe enough. They're only just gone, mercy on us! what a clatter," she added, as the knocking was repeated more violently than before. Her figure, though slight, had all the fulness of health; and her complexion—still pale, but without its former sickly cast,—contrasted agreeably, by its extreme fairness, with the dark brows and darker lashes that shaded eyes which, if they had lost some of their original brilliancy, had gained infinitely more in the soft and chastened lustre that replaced it.
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