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'Pray, ma'amselle, stand beside the picture, that I ether,' said Dorothee, hen the request was coain at the reseht that she had soh she

could not now recollect who this was

In this closet were many memorials of the departed Marchioness; a robe

and several articles of her dress were scattered upon the chairs, as if

they had just been thrown off On the floor were a pair of black satin

slippers, and, on the dressing-table, a pair of gloves and a long black

veil, which, as E

to pieces with age

'Ah!' said Dorothee, observing the veil, 'my lady's hand laid it there;

it has never been ain 'I well re her take it off,' continued Dorothee, 'it was on the night before

her death, when she had returned froardens, and she seemed refreshed by it I told her how

uid sht, or I either, that she was to die, that

night' Dorothee wept again, and then, taking up the veil, threw it suddenly