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THE LION'S SKIN.
For a spell there was utter silence in that spacious, pillared chamber.
Mr.Caryll and her ladyship had both resumed their chairs: the former spuriously calm; the latter making no attempt to conceal her agitation.
Hortensia leant forward, an eager spectator, watching the three actors in this tragicomedy.
As for Rotherby, he stood with bent head and furrowed brow.

It was for him to speak, and yet he was utterly at a loss for words.

He was not moved at the news he had received, so much as dismayed.

It dictated a course that would interfere with all his plans, and therefore a course unthinkable.