“I imagine,” Sir John said, “that your sister would acquaint him with it. But he was now too deeply moved to trace a certain unsatisfactoriness to its source in a mixture of metaphors. There’s hardly a night she doesn’t sneak out of the house. ” He replied, and put his face in between her legs. . ‘What else do you expect? It’s the penalty you pay for marrying an Englishman. "I beg your pardon," he cried; "but really—ha! ha!—you must excuse me!—that is so uncommonly diverting—ha! ha! Do let me hear it again?—ha! ha! ha!" "Upon my word," rejoined Wood, "you seem vastly entertained by my misfortunes. You have taken upon your shoulders the burden of her misdeeds. He would come swiftly to her aid, she knew it. The Lord have mercy upon you!" This ceremony concluded, the calvacade was again put in motion. Whenever I feel particularly gregarious, I take the launch and run over to Copeley's and play poker for a couple of days.
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