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CHAPTER XII.
A MORNING VISIT.
The gloom which the parting had diffused over all countenances, was quite dispelled when the Marquess entered.
"Lady Carabas," said he, "you must prepare for crowds of visitors to-day. There are the Amershams, and Lord Alhambra, and Ernest Clay, and twenty other young heroes, who, duly informed that the Miss Courtowns were honouring us with their presence, are pouring in from all quarters—Isn't it so, Juliana?" gallantly asked the Marquess of Miss Cour-
