"Did you ever see the like of her?" "No," answered McClintock, gravely. " This she did carefully, but inwardly commenting that he was still in the realm of strange fancies. "You can do so. ’ ‘Never mind the comtesse,’ adjured Prudence. But you, Ferringhall, our pattern, an erstwhile Sheriff of London, a county magistrate, a prospective politician, a sober and an upright man, one who, had he aspired to it, might even have filled the glorious position of Lord Mayor— James, a whisky and Apollinaris at once. Wood thought them both remarkably plain, but Mr. Jonathan's vexation at the disappointment was expressed in the bitterest imprecations, and he returned as speedily as he could to the trench.
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