" His demeanour was polished; his manners singularly affable and gentle; and he was remarkable, for the generosity of his temper. Satisfied with his scrutiny, he produced a pocket-flask, and taking off the silver cup with which it was mounted, filled it with the contents of the flask, and then seizing the thin arm of the sleeper, rudely shook it. Once a sick sailor drew three pictures for me and set down every stay and brace and sail—square-rigger, schooner, and sloop. And now her father said she must not go. You'll never be guided by me—never!" "Indeed, my love, you're entirely mistaken," returned the carpenter, endeavouring to deprecate his wife's rising resentment by the softest looks, and the meekest deportment. “I have a letter for you, and no end of messages. " The young woman laid a finger on her lips, cautioning O'Higgins to silence. "Here are a pair of gloves and a nosegay for you. She knew very well that a new thing was stirring in her. His hunger satisfied, his spirits began to revive, and with this change of mood all his natural audacity returned. “Yet it is my last evening, and I think —if you are sure that you would like to have me—that I will risk it.
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