A Fair Fraud — page 48: what you’re looking at

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A Fair Fraud 37 did with the almost dazzling whiteness of her teeth. And a few minutes later Marion became the solitary witness of rather a curious thing. There were some letters for Mrs Lane lying by the side of her plate. She did not even look at them at first, not until Mr Drury had helped her to some kedgeree and Marion had handed her her tea, and Mrs Drury had ascertained from her that she had found her bed comfortable and had slept well. But presently, whilst Captain Drury, who had taken a chair next to Hetty, was assiduously attending to her wants and talking to her in a lowered voice, and whilst Mrs Drury was giving some orders to the footman, and when the master of the house, according to his custom, had buried himself behind the sheets of the Zzmes, Mrs lane took the opportunity of turning over the little heap of letters by her plate. _ Marion happened to be looking at her. ‘What a lovely colour she has!’ she thought. But the thought had scarcely crossed her mind before she saw the lovely colour suddenly fade into a ghastly whiteness, leaving only a burning red patch on either cheek and the scarlet outlines of her lips—everything else from the edge of her golden fringe down to the top of her white linen collar had become lividly pale, almost grey indeed. The effect was horrible! Goo oO C' Q)