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"I'm an ungrateful dog!" "You will be if you don't instantly kiss me the way you used to. It was his particular hobby, and the leisure he had to apply to it had given him a remarkable appraising eye. " "Of course," rejoined Quilt, maliciously; "every thief is so. ” “The faults are the best part of it,” said Ann Veronica; “why, even our little vicious strains run the same way. " "He has done too much already," answered the widow. She would be in the library, her favorite place, or on the bench by the colored glass window with her embroidery. ” She said wistfully. My wife—killed me. "What!" she exclaimed, almost choked with passion,—"I advised you to burthen yourself with that idle and good-for-nothing pauper, who'm you ought rather to send to the workhouse than maintain at your own expense, did I! I advised you to take him as an apprentice; and, so far from getting the regular fee with him, to give him a salary? I advised you to feed him, and clothe him, and treat him like his betters; to put up with his insolence, and wink at his faults? I counselled all this, I suppose. I think he got sick of us and he disappeared not one week later. Her parents left two weeks later, the weather still fine. ” He fumed.
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