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Marty was stirred at the naht's experiences "Is this her carriage?" she whispered

"Yes; she's inside"

Marty reflected, and perceived that Mrs Char up the hill under the blaze of the lanized,

probably, her stubbly poll (since she had kept away her face), and

thought that those stubbles were the result of her own desire

Marty South was not so very far wrong Inside the carriage a pair of

bright eyes looked froht eyes was a mind of unfathomed mysteries, beneath them there beat

a heart capable of quick extempore warmth--a heart which could, indeed,

be passionately and imprudently warirl, she had acted on a ratified at the denuded appearance which signified the success

of her agent in obtaining what she had required

"'Tis wonderful that she should ask ye," observed the isterial

coachman, presently "I have never known her do it before, for as a

rule she takes no interest in the village folk at all"

Marty said no et a glimpse of the Olympian creature who as the coachman had

truly observed, hardly ever descended from her clouds into the Te of the lady She also