“I know nothing whatever of his friends or his home. "I'll call you when you're wanted. "Is this a season to speak on such a subject?" "Perhaps not," rejoined the woollen-draper; "but the uncontrollable violence of my passion must plead my excuse. "Those tears will do you good. Good night! God bless you!" Upon this, there was a great shaking of hands, with renewed apologies and protestations of friendship on both sides; after which Mr. " "Well," replied her son; "and you spurn the proposal.
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