the gentleman next her in the blue ribband, who, according to his own account, was a Bohemian nobleman, and eagerly enquired what was the occaſion of the great feaſt celebrated here to-day; and was informed, ‘there was nothing extraordinary; it was only a ſocial meal for a party of old acquaintance, who had met here by accident.’ She was much ſurprized, eſpecially as ſhe had never heard a word of the rich and hoſpitable Lord of Giantdale, either in Breſlaw or any other place; and however carefully ſhe called to mind the pedigrees of peers and nobles, of which ſhe had laid up an ample ſtock in her memory, ſhe could not recollect any ſuch title. She attempted to get from the hoſt himſelf a ſolution of her difficulty; but he evaded her enquiries ſo adroitly, that ſhe could never come to cloſe quarters with him upon the ſubject. He purpoſely broke off the genealogical thread, and drew the converſation towards the airy regions of the ſpiritual world. Among people that
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