She went up-stairs and hesitated between four doors with ground-glass panes,
each of which professed “The Women’s Bond of Freedom” in neat black letters. He won’t have menservants inside the house, and his collection of carriages
is only fit for a museum—where most of his friends ought to be, by-the-bye. "I say," retorted Edgeworth Bess, with a very unfeminine imprecation, "I shan't
stand any more of that nonsense. There stepped forth a tall brown man. Lucy sat in back of Jane Lenihan, who never spoke to
her. ’
‘I’m that sorry, miss,’ Kimble said glumly. "
"And why not, old saltwater?" inquired Ben, turning a quid in his mouth. “Not much. ”
He rejoiced over this emancipation. “How could it not have hurt?” His analytical side
started putting in overtime.
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