“Forgive me,” he
decided to say at last, and his voice had a little quiver of emotion, and he laid his
hand on hers upon her knee. "
"And now, father, your blessing—your consent!" cried Thames. "Halloa!" cried Jack, looking round, and trying to fix his inebriate gaze upon the
speaker,—"who's that?"
"Your mother," replied Mrs. Unconscious of the interest he excited, and entirely occupied by his
own thoughts—which, if his bosom could have been examined, would have been
found composed of mingled hopes and fears—the young man walked on till he
came to an old house, with great projecting bay windows on the first floor, and
situated as nearly as possible at the back of St. "Can you not love him?"
"Love him!" echoed the widow. She had suddenly become as the jewels of the Madonna, as the idol's
eye, infinitely beyond his reach, sacred.
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