”
“It seems so—so unworthy”—she picked among her phrases “of the noble
love you give—”
She stopped, through the difficulty she found in expressing herself. The woman I wanted was another man's wife. Why, there's another party on the stair-head inquiring arter scullers; and, by the
mass! they appear in a greater hurry than any on us. We’re hard stuff!”
Then she went on: “To think that is my father! Oh, my dear! He stood over me
like a cliff; the thought of him nearly turned me aside from everything we have
done. I cannot answer that question. God knows how you did it. "
"You want another drubbing, I perceive," said Thames, frowning. And, thrusting a
piece of iron into his mouth, he forced him out of the room. The sun was rising, illuminating the trees in black as if
they were drawn in ink. "
"You might have added 'then'," said Miss Spurlock, drily. Wood, Sir," he added, with
much emotion, "is one of the best of men, and would be the happiest, were it not
that—" and he hesitated. He had
found her in a communicative mood, and he used the accumulated skill of years
in turning that to account. "Whose house do you want, master?" said the man, touching his hat.
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