Now they can hear the sound of wheels; and presently a light tax-cart swings round the corner, drawn by a large, bony, bay mare, and in which sits a heavy-looking, elderly man, in a light overcoat.,
So determined is her aspect that Geoffrey shows the white feather, and, crying "mea culpa," beats a hasty retreat.,
"You insult me," says Dorothy, growing even whiter than she was before, "when you speak to me of—of——".
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