While he was thus occupied, Thames, prompted by an unaccountable feeling of curiosity, took up the penknife which the other had just used, and examined the haft. " He patted her hand. "My horse has had a fall," replied Jack, assuming to perfection—for he was a capital mimic,—the tones of Quilt Arnold. A tarnish of constraint that had recently spread over her intercourse with Capes vanished again. It's mighty lonesome down there for a man bred to cities. You see, the plain fact of the case is that I think I am too young and ignorant for marriage. Every home is a little recess, a niche, out of the world of business and competition, in which women and the future shelter. Come into the parlour, Winifred, and dry your eyes directly, or I'll send you to bed.
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