Many’s the young ’un I’ve seen get hisself into just such a knuckleheaded mess all on account of a pretty wench. “Tell me,” he said; “speak to me. ’ ‘What offer?’ she asked, suspicion rife in her voice. Her hand grasped it firmly, and she pushed herself forward. . Yet the thing hidden within her called and called. He turned to observe what this object was that had so unexpectedly diverted the young man's attention. Not wisely but too well. "Because it's not like you," was her answer. This man was her husband in the eyes of both God and man. . . " Jonathan made no answer, but motioned the partners to take him away. Save us!" he cried, as his glance accidentally alighted on the drawing, which Winifred had dropped in her agitation. ” She said bitterly.
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