’ For a moment he looked daunted. The place, in which they stood, was a small entrance-chamber, cut off, like the segment of a circle, from the main apartment, (of which it is needless to say it originally constituted a portion,) by a stout wooden partition. \"I'll have to ask Cathy, you know my foster mother? I have not been asked on a date before. He had offered to escort the young lady to England where she might seek refuge with her relations there, and proposed that the maid Yolande might serve Miss Charvill. . Figg! In a few minutes, all will be over. Certainly I never met him.
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