13/21 I've seen quadroon girls, down South, whiter than Miss Silver. And, what's more, she isn't a bit like--like the lady in London, that she'd ought to look like." Sybilla saw very little of Sir Everard or his bride that evening. But the next morning, at breakfast, she broached the subject of Mr. "Is he too timid to speak for himself, Sybilla ?" "Mr.Parmalee is not in the least bashful. He merely labors under the delusion that a petition proffered by me can not fail." "Oh, the fellow is welcome!" the baronet said, indifferently. |