The vicomte must be well known to
those high-born who have gone to England. I
want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write
the word—your husband. For freedom at least. Still he had a decent look,
and decidedly the air of one well-to-do in the world. One day her mother swept into the bedroom of the
family townhouse, sweeping across the floor with a
bundle in her arms. "Aha!" exclaimed Jack, with a roguish wink, "I've caught you,—have I?"
The carpenter's daughter was fair and free—
Fair, and fickle, and false, was she!
She slighted the journeyman, (meaning me!)
And smiled on a gallant of high degree. “Never mind me. "
"Poh! poh! say no more about it," rejoined the man hastily. Her hair got loose, her hat came over one eye, and she had no arm free
to replace it. ” She said with a
smile. Stanley almost liked Ramage. ’
‘Comment? You wish to murder me?’
‘No, I wish to beat you,’ he retorted.
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