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Chapter 9 TILL FOUR O'CLOCK

Word Count: 730    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

ds of miles, London, Scotland, Ireland, the Continent-as Cytherea seemed to think it must, to be in keeping with the means adopted for obta

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clyffe will be in Budmouth on Thursday, when (should G. still not have heard of a place) she would like

ectation, the fresh air from the water, the bright, far-extending outlook, raised the most delicate of pink colours to her cheeks,

ibule, and went to t

aid in the foreground, who was talking to a landlady covere

ot very civilly. Cytherea looked a s

n for several days the fact newly discovered from Cytherea. 'Get ready her room-be quick.' From the alacrity with whi

iew with Miss Aldclyffe he

es

lady. With a money-taker's intuition she had rightly d

, and coverings of furniture, was more or less blue, to which the cold light coming from the north easterly sky, and falling on a wide roof of new slates-the only object the small window commanded-imparted a more striking paleness. But underneath the door, communicating

off by a hard and fast line-the interview. Cytherea fixed her eyes idly upon the streak, and began picturing a wonderf

rriage and horses stop opposite the front of the house. Afterwards came the rustle of a lad

tch; there was the fall of a light footstep on the floor just behind it: then a pause. Then the

oom. I am going to fetch

you needn't go in

t as the servant retired. She had just laid her hand on the knob, when it slip

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