O'Higgins returned to town and made a night of it, nothing very wild, nothing very desperate. It was the same smell that she had in his memory, but now it was definite, palpable, like a perfume. ‘At me,’ she uttered, holding her own pistol high and aiming it steadily. “Dinner is served, m’m,” said the efficient parlor-maid in the archway, and the worst was over. ‘Thank you,’ she said, leaning heavily on his arm for a moment. It was the very spot from which his poor mother had gazed after her vain attempt to rescue him at the Mint; but, though he was ignorant of this, her image was alone present to him. The occasion of all this confusion and dismay, meanwhile, remained perfectly motionless; his figure erect, and with somewhat of dignity in his demeanour. ‘Now, madame, tell me all about your life in France. " "Hum!" exclaimed Jonathan. The house was redolent with the smells of cinnamon baking and the stuffed turkey and marinated pork roast.
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