Brown or Jones, I dare say. “I heard the other day that she’d been taken in by some cad of a fellow who was cutting a great dash in Paris, personating Meysey Hill, the great railway man. How can he help you?” She threw such a look upon him that even he, Sir John Ferringhall, carpetmerchant, hide-bound Englishman, slow-witted, pompous, deliberate, felt his heart beat to music. There, hanging among Ann Veronica’s more normal clothing, was a skimpy dress of red canvas, trimmed with cheap and tawdry braid, and short—it could hardly reach below the knee. I shall like to think of it—whenever I feel dull. “I can’t imagine what has come over you,” said her aunt. And so sudden and well-directed was the assault, that he completely overthrew his gigantic antagonist. The blinds were all drawn, the sunlight kept out, one could not tell what colors these gray swathings hid. It had seemed to her that life might be very good indeed with his kindliness and sacrifice about her.
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