She felt a hysterical desire to strike him, to burst out crying, to blurt out the whole miserable truth. F. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance. " "And were I in yours," rejoined the woollen-draper, "I should be doubly apprehensive, because he's a professed friend.
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