A cold shiver ran through her frame, and her gentle spirit passed away for ever. The entire city seemed to exist for beauty and art alone. She shuddered; the room was unfamiliar and unwelcoming. Now, it was a wilderness of weeds. He had a handsome, jolly-looking face; stood six feet two in his stockings; and measured more than a cloth-yard shaft across the shoulders—athletic proportions derived from his father the dragoon. I speak no harm of her. She wished her father and aunt would not enjoy their dinner with such quiet determination.
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