I’m ashamed to confess it, but I didn’t want the charge of you—a too close reminder of my own lost babe. As to the picture, I'll keep it myself, though, if you do go I shall need no memorial of you. I don’t want to influence you unduly—But—They’re artistic people, Vee. . “Stop this—this humbugging,” he explained. So he sharpened a score of pencils, and after fiddling about and rewriting the last page he had written the previous night, he plunged into work. I'm no great judge of these articles, Ma'am; but I trust to your honour not to palm off paste upon me. " "You flatter me," smiled Sir James. “We parted— that night the best of friends. We'll get together this afternoon; and you can pretend that I am your father.
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