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now, entreating her to be gone; but she has taken a chair in the
chimney-corner, and says nothing shall stir her from it till she
gets leave to come in here.'
'What does she want?' asked Mrs. Eshton.
'"To tell the gentry their fortunes," she says, ma'am; and she
swears she must and will do it.'
'What is she like?' inquired the Misses Eshton, in a breath.
'A shockingly ugly old creature, miss; almost as black as a crock.'
'Why, she's a real sorceress!' cried Frederick Lynn. 'Let us have
her in, of course.'
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'To be sure,' rejoined his brother; 'it would be a thousand
pities to throw away such a chance of fun.'
'My dear boys, what are you thinking about?' exclaimed Mrs. Lynn.
'I cannot possibly countenance any such inconsistent proceeding,'
chimed in the Dowager Ingram.
'Indeed, mama, but you can- and will,' pronounced the haughty voice
of Blanche, as she turned round on the piano-stool; where till now she
had sat silent, apparently examining sundry sheets of music. 'I have a
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