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“Your family?”
“She was my first wife, and because she turned me,
she was like a mother to me. Her figure, though slight, had all the fulness of health; and her
complexion—still pale, but without its former sickly cast,—contrasted agreeably,
by its extreme fairness, with the dark brows and darker lashes that shaded eyes
which, if they had lost some of their original brilliancy, had gained infinitely
more in the soft and chastened lustre that replaced it. She turned to Lucilla, a
plea in her face. "I beg your pardon," he cried; "but really—ha! ha!—you must excuse me!—that
is so uncommonly diverting—ha! ha! Do let me hear it again?—ha! ha! ha!"
"Upon my word," rejoined Wood, "you seem vastly entertained by my
misfortunes.
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