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VIVIAN GREY.
wish you could get me an autograph of Mr. Washington Irving; I want it for a particular friend."
"Give me a pen and ink; I 'll write you one immediately."
"Oh! Mr. Grey."
"There! now you've made me blot Faustus."
At this moment the room-door suddenly opened, and as suddenly shut.
"Who was that, Mr. Grey?"
"Mephistophiles, or Mrs. Felix Lorraine; one or the other,—perhaps both."
"Mr. Grey!"
"What do you think of Mrs. Felix Lorraine, Miss Manvers?"
"Oh! I think her a very amusing woman, a very clever woman, a very—but—"
"But, what?"
"But I can't exactly make her out."
"Nor I, nor I—she's a dark riddle; and, although I am a very Œdipus, I confess I have
