Then she looked at her aunt, and traced with a curious eye the careful arrangement of her hair, her sharp nose, the little drooping lines of mouth and chin and cheek. ‘His granddaughter?’ ‘Yes, his son’s daughter. She wanted to think. Wild on his guard against an assassin. My garden-close would be a better thing than that. " At the time of his present introduction, his play of "The Captives," had just been produced at Drury Lane, and he was meditating his "Fables," which were published two years afterwards.
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