Let your father—if he chooses, leave all his wealth to his adopted son. He had a handsome, jolly-looking face; stood six feet two in his stockings; and measured more than a cloth-yard shaft across the shoulders—athletic proportions derived from his father the dragoon. Thames sat with Winifred's hand clasped in his own, and commenced a recital of his adventures, which may be briefly told. And if he would, I would not subject him to the annoyance.
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