Everywhere I went and rapped at a door I found behind it another dreadful dingy woman—another fallen queen, I suppose— dingier than the last, dirty, you know, in grain. "I am too much honoured—too happy in the union. CHAPTER XV. " "Your own was equally so," said Jackson ironically. It is so that I may marry an Englishman. ’ ‘Merci,’ she sighed and, surrendering at last to his oft-proffered aid, allowed her head to droop onto his chest.
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