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Mrs Dent had kindly taken her hand, and given her a kiss

Amy and Louisa Eshton had cried out simultaneously--"What a love of

a child!"

And then they had called her to a sofa, where she now sat, ensconced

between thelish;

absorbing not only the young ladies' attention, but that of Mrs

Eshton and Lady Lynn, and getting spoilt to her heart's content

At last coffee is brought in, and the gentlemen are summoned I sit

in the shade--if any shade there be in this brilliantly-lit

apartain the arch yawns;

they coentle: they are all costu Henry and Frederick Lynn are very

dashing sparks indeed; and Colonel Dent is a fine soldierly entleman-like: his

hair is quite white, his eyebrows and whiskers still dark, which

gives hi of the appearance of a "pere noble de theatre"

Lord Ingram, like his sisters, is very tall; like them, also, he is

handsome; but he shares Mary's apathetic and listless look: he

seeour