"Certainly," replied Jonathan, with the most perfect sangfroid, "I'll undertake to free you from the boy. ‘Lawks-a-mussy! It’s Miss Mary. “It’s like this,” he said, and dragged a stool beside her and sat down with his elbow four inches from hers and made a sketch. ‘Cousin? But I am a fool. . He knew. But underneath this tolerance there is always the vague hope that your manhood will someday reassert itself. “And let’s have a look at you, Vee!” said Mr. “I believe,” he said, “that you mean me to be Prime Minister.
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