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VIVIAN GREY.
"I wonder indeed," said Miss Graves; "I never could see any thing in a ruin."
"Oh dear Grey!" continued the Marchioness, "I really am afraid Julie's going to be very ill."
"Oh! let Miss Graves pull her tail, and give her a little mustard seed; she'll be better to-morrow."
"Well, Graves, mind you do what Mr. Grey tells you."
"Oh! y-e-s, my Lady!"
"Mrs. Felix Lorraine," said the Marchioness, as that lady entered the room, "you are late to-day; I always reckon upon you as a supporter of an early breakfast at Desir."
"Oh! I've been half round the park."
"Did you hear the scream, Mrs. Felix?"
"Do you know what it was, Marchioness?"
"No—do you?"
"Ay! ay! see the reward of early rising, and a walk before breakfast. It was one of
