A Fair Fraud — page 193: what you’re looking at

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182 A Fair Fraud who was young enough to be alive to the fact that the companion was a pretty girl, leered at her amorously out of a pair of dissi- pated-looking little eyes. Marion got rather red, but pretended not to see ; but when he further proceeded to kick her foot under the table she drew her chair hur- riedly back and cast a look of angry indigna- tion at him. ‘Come, come!’ whispered Mr Joseph, bend- ing forward—he was unluckily seated next to her—‘ you needn't look so waxy at me, miss— pretty girls don't generally mind being made love to, I find!’ ‘I am unaware to what class of girl you have been accustomed, Mr Grigson,’ replied Marion, furiously, ‘but I warn you, if you do that again, I shall appeal to Mr Drury 'for protection.’ ‘Highty -tighty! what airs and graces! And who are you, I’d like to know, miss, to turn up your nose at your betters?’ To which sally Marion vouchsafed no sort of reply. It would be better, she thought, to — endure this horrible person in silence for a very little while longer than to make a scene and a fuss, which to one of her shy and retiring nature would be extremely repugnant. Edgar Naylor, who was seated lower down the table, was vaguely uncomfortable. He GORMGIOO <S (GO) uu