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At the sight of Penelope Richard was dumfounded.

He stifled a first impulse to spring to his feet and greet her when he saw her stern, white and reproachful face, and sitting still tried slyly to drop Dido's hand.

With an almost imperceptible bow of recognition, Penelope went on after her aunt and a gentleman who, unnoticed, had in advance passed Dick and his companion.

"D it! " said Dick, warmly, in an undertone, and then he thought: "I'm in for it now. Penelope will never believe that thinking of my love for her made me feel a