“Poor Lucy!” Cathy exclaimed as she rushed in the
door, umbrella sheathed. “MY DEAR GIRL,—
“I am so sorry if we made asses of ourselves to-night. I saw
someone in there whom I have always hoped that I should never meet again. "
"I have. That terrible Young Person! she’s vanished. "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.
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