He stirred continually, thrusting his legs about and flinging his arms above his head. It had been his fevered imagination that had endued the garment with some extraordinary value. "You are an angel," she cried, with a look beaming with delight. The metrical irregularity is intentional, because I want, as it were, to put you apart: to change the lilt and the mood altogether when I speak of you. ‘How do you do, my lord? I am Lucilla Froxfield. ‘I understand you have not been in England very long,’ he said in English, noting that Madame raised her fan and lowered her gaze demurely.
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