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Such pretty
manners, she thought. I said as how I’d tell Mr Jarvis as he wanted to take
you away. Jolly nose! the bright rubies that garnish thy tip
Are dug from the mines of canary;
And to keep up their lustre I moisten my lip
With hogsheads of claret and sherry. Some of the delicate colour which the
afternoon walk had brought into her cheeks had already returned. "
Silence. She lay still for a long time, and her mind resumed at a
more tolerable pace. Her father became much less distant towards his only
daughter in the days that followed. “I do,” he answered. I will go to-night. Somehow I haven’t connected the idea with you. "
But seeing that no notice was taken of the retort, he drew a little aside, and
folded his arms, muttering, "This whim will soon be over. “You did good!” She closed her eyes and rested in the
moment, imagining a normal life where she would go to
college, have babies with John, watch her children have
children, live, and die as she had always wanted to. I’m not half smart enough for the West End.
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