‘You don’t mean to say she’s here?’ ‘Was,’ Gerald corrected. "Of course," rejoined the bystander, who had just spoken, and who was of a cynical turn,—"the greater the rascal, the better they like him. " "Poh, poh, my dear! Mr. “What is the good of pretending?” she said. “So far you’ve got me and I you. There was all the knavery, and more than all the drollery of a Spanish picaroon in the laughing eyes of the English apprentice; and, with a little more warmth and sunniness of skin on the side of the latter, the resemblance between them would have been complete. By the middle of July he was in full health. His face was a little flushed perhaps, and his small, brown eyes were bright. And thus it was that she came upon a book of Stevenson's verse—her first adventure into poetry.
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