The Master of the Mint was accompanied by another gentleman almost as portly
as himself, and quite as deliberate in his movements. "You've perjured yourself. ‘What is it?’
‘Er—shouldn’t I tell—I mean, the young lady, sir—’
‘You can leave the young lady to me. She will
take me in until I can make some plans. For that such a man does not mind
about the dowry, he must be in love en désespoir. He chuckled. ’ I wanted, as I have never wanted before, to take you up, to make
you mine, to carry you off and set you apart from all the strain and turmoil of
life. . "It's too late to
carry 'em before a magistrate now, Sir Rowland; so, with your permission, I'll
give 'em a night's lodging in Saint Giles's round-house. . . Indeed, a note of weeping broke
her voice for a moment as she burst out, “You know as well as I do that money
was a loan!”
“Loan!”
“You yourself called it a loan!”
“Euphuism.
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