“I am not sure,” Anna answered. All at once it came to him what a fool he was to worry over this phase which was wholly suppositional. “I’m sorry! Mary! Are you hurt?” “No. ’ ‘About me?’ The lady’s lashes fluttered and her fan came up. She yielded it without protest, as though unconsciously. “Stop,” he said. Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. "Jack Sheppard," returned the boy, fixing his eyes upon a portrait of the Earl of Mar. “Of course he may merely have been telling her who we were, but I think it improbable. Raising the bowl in his right hand, Jack glanced towards the balcony, in which the group of ladies were seated, and begged to drink their healths; he then turned to Kneebone and the others, who extended their hands towards him, and raised it to his lips. Of this I'm certain, however, she was much too good for him, and was never meant to be a journeyman carpenter's wife, still less what is she now.
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