It was one of those old sliding trap affairs, narrow and steep of descent. I don’t see that men need bank it with the women. "Tom Sheppard never said a better thing than that— ho! ho!" "Jack," cried his mother, wringing her hands in distraction, "you'll break my heart!" "Poh! poh!" returned her son; "women don't so easily break their hearts. But it was almost choked up with fallen stacks of chimneys, broken beams of timber, and shattered tiles. Besides, revenge is sweetened by delay; and I indulge too freely in the passion to rob it of any of its zest. Yesterday!—who cared? To-morrow!—who knew? "Porpoise," she said, touching his hand. New customs have prevailed over the old.
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