"O lud! what an exquisite box!" cried Edgeworth Bess. A gust of irrational impatience blew through her being. Then he turned on his heel and walked off. She was afraid people would follow her, she was afraid of the dark, open doorways she passed, and afraid of the blazes of light; she was afraid to be alone, and she knew not what it was she feared. She dropped on her knees by his side, and gently unbuttoned his waistcoat. The emerald wings, slashed with scarlet and yellow, wheeling and swooping about her head, there among the wild plantain.
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