I thought Bess would have cried her pretty eyes out when she heard you was nabbed. However, to cut a long matter short, my proposal's this: —I've taken a fancy to your bantling, and, as I've no son of my own, if it meets with your concurrence and that of Mrs. He did it, he said, “to distract his mind. “You are late,” she murmured. He temporized, and the girl raised her eyes once more to his. Talked about his years, his position and his constituents, and always sneaked off back to his hotel just when the fun was going to begin. It’s odd, but nothing but cliche seems to meet this case. At the threshold of the study he bade her good-night; but he did not touch her forehead with his lips. Gin is the poor man's friend,—his sole set-off against the rich man's luxury.
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