“Never mind me. " "I should like a little of that plum-tart," said Mrs. After the sights he would have to twiddle his thumbs until the joints cracked. “Stop this—this humbugging,” he explained. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother might have cuddled a child. "Well, gentlemen," rejoined Wood, mildly; "since Mr. "I don't know what I think," Wood answered sulkily; and he bent his eyes upon the water, as if he wished to avert his attention forcibly from the scene. He's got the gift of the gab. But I am not worthy to be any man's wife —far less his wife.
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