He saw the colossal selfishness of his act; but he could not beg off on the plea of abnormality. A full-curled wig descended half-way down his back and shoulders; a neckcloth of "right Mechlin" was twisted round his throat so tightly as almost to deprive him of breath, and threaten him with apoplexy; he had lace, also, at his wrists and bosom; gold clocks to his hose, and red heels to his shoes. ’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily. She is a woman chosen in youth for her beauty and her intelligence. She ought to be softened and tender and confidential at this phase of her life. "Do you not know me, father?" said the young man, advancing towards him, and warmly grasping his hand.
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