The money will last longer, and—it
won’t bother you. ’
Gerald laughed. She would then hear his feet pounding up the steps
and he would burst into whatever room she was sitting in
and say, “There she is! My wife! Hiding her beauty from
the world!” He would then run to her, grab her book or
embroidery and unceremoniously toss them to the floor. The procession now wound its way, without further interruption, along Holborn. Wood, who had recovered her good humour, quitted the room she bestowed
a hearty embrace on Thames, and she told him laughingly, that she would "defer
all she had to propose to him until to-morrow. I snatched it up, pointed it blindly at him, and fired. ’ With an unexpected flush of pleasure,
he recalled the girl’s antics. Very
well.
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