“He’s got good taste, you know. Poor thing! how beautiful she looks! but how like death!" Deathlike, indeed, was the repose of the sleeper,—deathlike and deep. "I couldn't bear to see you in it. "Who is it, Bess?" "How should I know?" replied Edgeworth Bess. “My dear friend,” she laughed, “not so tragic, if you please. Miss Ellicot, for instance, considers me a most improper person.
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