“It was great, Shari!” She replied the stars still in her
eyes. It was a gray day in the spring of 1910. They were terrible,
horrible people. "
"He then," continued the woollen-draper, "is no longer considered—"
"How, Sir?" cried Thames, advancing, "what is the meaning of your reference to
my name? Have you dared to insult this lady? If so—"
"Insult her!" replied Kneebone, rising, and endeavouring to hide his
embarrassment under a look of defiance. "The lash cuts to the bone. “What do you mean, hanging round with my wife?” he answered fiercely. The chance had gone. I hope
you won’t mind if I say first that I think it does me an extraordinary honor that
you should think of any one like myself so highly and seriously, and, secondly,
that I wish it had not been written. Overjoyed beyond measure at having vanquished this apparently-insurmountable
obstacle, Jack darted through the door. If my Mom found out, she’d kill me.
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