The Twin Detectives; or, The Robbers of the Tomb — page 19: what you’re looking at

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10 THE TWIN DETECTIVES. Her features were very regular, and when she smiled deep dimples played hide-and-seek in her soft, downy cheeks. She was seventeen years old, but she was finely developed, and her lithe, rounded form was the perfection of beauty, her movements full of easy grace. «Jean, this is his lordship’s new gamekeeper, George Hayden,” said her father. : George rose and bowed politely. «This is my daughter Jean. She has been the mistress of the house since my wife died, three years ago. Jean’s peachy cheeks took on a deeper tinge of rose, as she met the admiring gaze of the new gamekeeper’s blue eyes. ‘“George will make his home with us,” the steward went on, with a satisfied tone. ‘‘He’s a stranger, and we'll try to make him comfortable.” ‘“Very well, father,” replied the girl, in a soft voice, without the faintest trace of a Scottish accent. _ McLean also spoke like an Englishman. George was surprised at this, but he learned afterward that the steward had been his master’s servant in his youth, and had traveled a great deal. Jean had a quick ear, and had carefully cultivated an English pronunciation; for she was ambitious as she was beautiful. She fancied people would admire her more if she spoke like the ladies at the hall, and she imitated them very successfully. The new gamekeeper was soon quite at home with the _ steward’s family. Donald, the son, however, did not take to the stranger. He was a sullen, black-browed fellow, twenty-four years of age. He was an idler, and, some people said, a drunkard. McLean was sympathized with by every one on account of his worthless son. comicbooks (e(0) m =>