The two sisters were very fond of one another, I believe. But I found it no laughing matter, I can assure you. He renewed his supplications to Sharples, but with no better success than heretofore; and the greater part of the night was passed by him and the poor widow, whose anxiety, if possible, exceeded his own, in the most miserable state imaginable. The poor things! Oh, it was quite dreadful. You came out like an ant for your nuptial flight. . "Where is he?" he cried. Every one else does. He seemed to be. But, by Jove! you are fierce! You are like those Roman women who carry stilettos in their hair.
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