"Women must have their wills while they live, since they can make none when
they die," observed Wood, as he imprinted a kiss of reconciliation on the plump
hand of his consort;—a sentiment to the correctness of which the party chiefly
interested graciously vouchsafed her assent. And yet the moment I am safely out of the way you are
content to dress yourself in my rags, to go and get yourself popular and admired
and successful, all on my reputation. She felt that she was not alone. "Old Morgan the trader," she explained, "used to save me Tit-Bits. I
shall count it a privilege. "Shall I take the babby home with me!" persisted Wood, in a tone between jest
and earnest. You should have more. ’
‘Not French?’ echoed Hilary. "
"Do not doubt me," replied Thames, warmly pressing his hand. An unhappy little
sigh escaped her.
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