"May I be cursed," muttered Sheppard, as he slunk away with (as the woollendraper pleasantly observed) 'a couple of boxes in charge,' "if ever I try to be honest again!" "Take a little toasted cheese with the swig, Mr. Hogarth," replied Gay. They traveled to distant places, had an apartment in Constantinople and a villa in Paris. Nothing that I desire to remember," replied Sheppard, sternly. How I wish I might meet this delightful mystery lady of yours. You have been going out every morning, and coming home late—tired out—too tired to come down to dinner. He stood up, apparently intending to put an arm about her, but she stepped back from him quickly. “Accident! She shot me,” he muttered. He did it, he said, “to distract his mind. 195 < 24 > A CITY IN GREECE, 589 B. Gerald smiled and crooked his elbow.
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