Wood, in a whisper, as he filled a rummer to the
brim, not to forget the health of the Chevalier de Saint George—a proposition to
which the lady immediately responded by drinking the toast aloud. Oh! that I should live to be father-in-law to a peer of France! What
would my poor wife say to it, if she could come to life again? Oh, Thames!—my
lord marquis, I mean—you have made me the happiest—the proudest of
mankind. The day is already
half over. ’
‘Lord, yes,’ agreed Gerald, in mock horror. His first wife. “You’re a biologist, aren’t
you?”
He began to talk of his own impressions of biology as a commonplace
magazine reader who had to get what he could from the monthly reviews, and
was glad to meet with any information from nearer the fountainhead. I don’t want
you to be sad. Single pearls—
Lord knows where they come from!—are always turning up, some of them of
fine lustre; but I never set eyes on them. "
"You shall have all I have about me," replied Darrell. “And then they are swollen up and
inflamed and drunken with matter. How provoking!" she added, pretending to rummage her pockets; "one
never can find a thing when one wants it. "
Mr. I should say that you owed me considerable.
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