He sat on the bed, throwing
aside his hat. But she must not laugh. Anna, why will you persist in this single-handed
combat with life?”
“Don’t!” she cried. "But I
agree with Hogarth, that he is precisely the person to do what he has done. He was standing
by, rating her ladyship,—who can scarcely stir from the sofa,—while I was
packing up her jewels in the case, and I observed that she tried to hide a small
casket from him. With his
gimblet he contrived to bore a number of holes so close together that at last one
end of the bar, being completely pierced through, yielded; and pursuing the same
with the other extremity, it fell out altogether. '"
"'This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longed to be;
Home is the sailor, home from the sea. What our dear mother would say back home I dread to think. "Who are you?" inquired Mrs.
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