. "
He drew down the lamp and blew it out, and followed her into the night, more
lovely than he had ever imagined night to be. “Perhaps, as I’ve only just arrived,” she remarked, “I might be forgiven if I do
not change my skirt. He’s a
prig to the finger-tips, is Sir John—doesn’t know what an artist is. "Come to my arms,
Thames! Oh! dear! Oh! dear!"
To repeat the questions and congratulations which now ensued, or describe the
extravagant joy of the carpenter, who, after he had hugged his adopted son to his
breast with such warmth as almost to squeeze the breath from his body, capered
around the room, threw his wig into the empty fire-grate, and committed various
other fantastic actions, in order to get rid of his superfluous satisfaction—to
describe the scarcely less extravagant raptures of his spouse, or the more
subdued, but not less heartfelt delight of Winifred, would be a needless task, as it
must occur to every one's imagination. Pottiswick’s daughter found her tongue. "
Thus urged, Jack reluctantly departed. Her thought spoke aloud. ”
“Oh, Drummond’s dinner!” she repeated. “That’s exhilarating,” said Ann Veronica. Will you forgive me—if I say no
more?”
She looked at him with perplexed, earnest eyes. We shall never have an heir, you and I! My family is
crumbling; all of my brothers are dead. You will only make me hurt you the more.
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