” “You will make me horribly conceited,” he answered. " So saying, he hurried up stairs, opened the back door, and was quickly in the yard. You don’t want to miss the sport. ” “God send you may never repent it!” cried Capes. "Go in, to be sure, simpleton," replied Mrs. ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me. "You play?" asked McClintock, who was sorting the rolls. Capes agreed with the utmost cordiality. Capes stood side by side upon an old Persian carpet that did duty as a hearthrug in the dining-room of their flat and surveyed a shining dinner-table set for four people, lit by skilfully-shaded electric lights, brightened by frequent gleams of silver, and carefully and simply adorned with sweet-pea blossom. "There's an old proverb," continued Wood, rising and walking towards the fire, "which says,—'Put another man's child in your bosom, and he'll creep out at your elbow. "Yes, Auntie! And to date you have cost me precisely sixteen thousand dollars— hard earned, every one of them. He walked through the misty September night to his rooms. " "You'd better send him," jeered the turnkey.
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