But you’ve got to lend me forty pounds. ‘You have rifled his papers. I tell you what, Thames," he added, flinging himself carelessly into a chair, "I'd give my right hand,—and that's no light offer for a carpenter's 'prentice,—if that little minx were half as fond of me as she is of you. I’ve got to have you, and by God I will. "Shall I take the babby home with me!" persisted Wood, in a tone between jest and earnest. You will make him get his daughter, if you please. But if she smiled at all it was with her eyes.
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