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THE SINS OF THE
"What; not pledge me?" she said, with an arch smile. "Pour me out a glass if you please, and hand the biscuits."
The blood rushed to my face, as I stammered out my excuse that I feared to take such a liberty.
"You will very likely have to come here pretty often, so pray make yourself quite at home. Here, I wish you every success in your business. Now, sir, drink, to me!" she said, raising the glass to her lips.
I did the same, wishing her ladyship every future happines.
She pressed me to take a second glass, and then I proceeded to open out the rolls of silk for her inspection, and at the same time I felt a most extraordinary glow pervade my whole system,
