Her hair was gathered up behind, in a sort of pad, according to the then prevailing mode; and she wore a muslin cap, and pinners with crow-foot edging. Presently McClintock came in. But it was almost choked up with fallen stacks of chimneys, broken beams of timber, and shattered tiles. CHAPTER XXIII. “I want to find an address. “Good,” he said, as he watched the colour come back to her cheeks. Poor fellow! he sometimes indulges the hope of marrying you, when he grows old enough. He displayed none of the airy optimism of their previous talk over the downland gate.
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