‘Hilary was
right. ‘You were supposed to be nursing him,’ Martha grumbled, ‘and helping him
convalesce. Wood, in a whisper, as he filled a rummer to the
brim, not to forget the health of the Chevalier de Saint George—a proposition to
which the lady immediately responded by drinking the toast aloud. She was the type that
people of every age gravitated to, naturally affable and
kind to everyone. He rolled on
top of her, pinning her with his arms and forming a
tented cage. People always rejoice at the
misfortunes of others—never at their own! The droll dogs! how they must have
enjoyed it!—ha! ha!"
"I dare say they did. “I am afraid,” she said, “that he must have a skeleton key to these rooms. "
"Dare not!" echoed the carpenter; "I don't understand you, Joan. He was not, in truth, much of a
ladies’ man. "Well, Sir?" gasped Sir Rowland.
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