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She paused to clasp a belt of silver brocade, fastened by a pearl

buckle, close around her little waist, and Sir Norman fixed his eyes

upon her beautiful face, with a powerful glance

"Knew no one--that is strange, Leoline! Not even the Count L'Estrange?"

"Ah! you know hiht

look; "do--do tell me who he is?"

"Upon my honor, my dear," said Sir Norman, considerably taken aback,

"it strikes me you are the person to answer that question If I don't

greatlyto marry him"

"Oh, so I was," said Leoline, with the utmost simplicity "But I don't

know him, for all that; and more than that, Sir Nore, any more than mine in!"

"Precisely my opinion; but why, in the na to ed her pretty pink satin shoulders

"Because I couldn't help it--that's why He coaxed, and coaxed; and I

said no, and no, and no, until I got tired of it Prudence, too, was as

bad as he was, until between theot about distracted, and at last

consented to et rid of hi! Oh," cried Sir Norman, with a burst