From: Sundahl <met...@se...> - 2009-08-17 06:17:44
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--Mr. Hedge mentally gave her credit for the most virtuous fidelity; yet the amorous fair one was constantly on the _qui vive_ to catch in her silken meshes some desirable man with whom she might in secret pass the hours of her voluptuous leisure. One day, while promenading Tremont street, her eyes rested upon a gentleman whose appearance sent a thrill of admiration and desire through every fibre of her frame. His figure, of medium height, was erect and well-built; his gait was dignified and graceful; his dress, in exact accordance with the _mode_, was singularly elegant and rich--but a superb waistcoat, a gorgeous cravat in which glittered a diamond pin, and salmon-colored gloves, were the least attractive points in his appearance; for his countenan |