In Sight of St. Paul's — page 187: what you’re looking at

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i82 BIRDS OF PREY. CHAPTER XII. BIRDS OF-PREY. It was the Panther’s birthday. And she had ar- ranged an entertainment ona scale of magnificence which was unprecedented even for her whose extrava- gance had become proverbial. After the terrible shock caused by her lover’s sud-. den death, Cynthia had been invisible for an entire week, a week during which she had really suffered, and when the thought of becoming an inmate of a convent and within those sacred walls atoning for the faults and sins of her life, had seriously entered her mind. , gas But .then she had suddenly flashed forth again among her old associates, more superb, more auda- cious than ever. Her equipages, her gowns, her jewels, her reckless prodigality became the talk of the town. She flew from one dissipation to another with a mad, feverish gayety, trying to seek that forgetful- - ness which never came. | With her beauty and her vogue, she had no lack of adimirers, and men were now simply her prey, objects Gomicboo cS ((0)