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i PAIR OF BLUE EYES.
CHAPTER 'l
'
I.
LULL A FANCY, TKOUBLE-TOST.'
Miss Swancourt,
it is
eleven o'clock.'
She was lookino; out of her dressino^-room
window on
the
first floor,
and Knio;ht was
regarding her from the terrace balustrade,
upon which he had been time
— dividing
larias,
some
the glances of his eye be-
tween the pages of brilliant
idly sitting for
a
book in
his hand, the
hues of the geraniums and calceo-
and the open window above men-
tioned. ^
Yes,
it is,
He drew VOL. ni.
I
know.
closer,
I
am
coming.'
and under the window.
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