Hogarth, didn't I see you last night at the ridotto with Lady Thornhill and her pretty daughter?" "Me!—no, Sir," stammered Hogarth, colouring. Her figure was, in some measure, hidden by a large scarf, and a deep hood drawn over the head contributed to her disguise; still it was evident, from her lofty bearing, that she had nothing in common, except an interest in their proceedings, with the crew by whom she was surrounded. Wanton!… This, then, was what her father had meant. McClintock had brought from Penang three mangosteen evergreens; and, wonders of wonders, they had thrived —as trees. It did not shock her; it amazed her, interested her beyond measure. The tail-ender of this little caravan, he had been rather out of it. I may as well think. I’ve got a streak of male. She gave her a wink when John had turned to ask Mark if Lucy could ride home with them.
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