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Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth), 1835-1915

"Phantom Fortune, a Novel"


'What extraordinary young men you are,' she said, as she emerged
breathless from her lover's embrace. 'The idea of your descending upon
us without a moment's notice. Why did you not write or telegraph, that
your rooms might be ready?'
'Am I to understand that all the spare rooms at Fellside are kept as
damp as at the bottom of the lake?' asked Maulevrier.
'I did not think any preparation was necessary; but we can go back if
we're not wanted, can't we, Jack?'
'You darling,' cried Mary, hanging affectionately upon her brother's
arm. 'You _know_ I was only joking, you _know_ how enraptured I am to
have you.'
'To have _me_, only me,' said Maulevrier. 'Jack doesn't count, I
suppose?'
'You know how glad I am, and that I want to hide my gladness,' answered
Mary, radiant and blushing like the rich red roses in the porch. 'You
men are so vain. And now come and see grandmother, she will be cheered
by your arrival. She has been so good to me just lately, so sweet.'
'She might have been good and sweet to you all your life,' said Hammond.


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