Orlay

"Do we know the -- gentleman?" asked Lady Orlay kindly.

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Lady Orlay had not moved when Mr. Mangles came up to say good-night.

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Miss Mangles was standing behind him, and held in her hand an invitation-card notifying that Lady Orlay would be at home that same evening from nine o'clock till midnight.

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Lady Orlay looked at her fan reflectively as she opened and closed it.

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Lady Orlay at length went to meet Cartoner, and as they shook hands, one of those slight and indefinable family resemblances which start up at odd moments became visible.

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Lady Orlay had returned to the group standing near the fire.

The Vultures Henry Seton Merriman 1882

Lady Orlay touched the envelope with the toe of a slipper which was still neat and small, so that it fell into the glowing centre of the fire and was there consumed.

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"And what do you want Lady Orlay to do for Princess Wanda?" inquired

The Vultures Henry Seton Merriman 1882

"My salutations to Lady Orlay," said Deulin, with a reflective nod.

The Vultures Henry Seton Merriman 1882

"That I leave to Lady Orlay," replied Deulin, with an airy wave of his neat umbrella, which imperilled the eyesight of a passing baker-boy, who abused him.

The Vultures Henry Seton Merriman 1882