Kneebone was attired in the extremity of the mode. '—'Oh! yes we are,' says he. Bowing to the stranger, the woollen-draper very politely requested to know his business. Then, even as they stood there, the room was plunged into darkness. He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine.
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