Eggs were procured for her, and she sat out the subsequent emotions and eloquence with the dignity becoming an injured lady of good family. "So has the butterfly evil thoughts. All bad verse—originally the epigram was Lang’s, I believe—is written in a state of emotion. Tell Lucy about the time you were nine years old and blew up the house, John. We never supposed you helped yourself to a picture set with diamonds—not we!" "Is the guv'ner consarned in this job?" asked Terence, in a whisper. " "Willingly," replied Wild. She did not know herself. “Upon my word,” he exclaimed, “this is most extraordinary. “You are not going out—this evening, I trust,” that lady asked, a trifle dismayed. It occurred to her that it was absurd and wrong to be so continuously thinking of one engrossing topic, and she made a strenuous effort to force her mind to other questions. And mind he doesn't stir out of your sight, on any pretence whatever, till I call. I can esteem him, regard him; but, love him as he ought to be loved—that I cannot do.
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