"My mother!—my poor mother!" ejaculated Thames, falling on his knees, and bursting into tears. "Tell Mr. “Idiots!” she said, when she heard this pandemonium, and with particular reference to this young lady with the throaty contralto next door. . "I beg your pardon," he cried; "but really—ha! ha!—you must excuse me!—that is so uncommonly diverting—ha! ha! Do let me hear it again?—ha! ha! ha!" "Upon my word," rejoined Wood, "you seem vastly entertained by my misfortunes. They were very nice about it, in memory of your father. I told him Valade had tried to borrow money off me and asked if he could vouch for the fellow. Weeks hurled past, weeks that turned into months. ’ ‘That’s just it,’ said Joan Ibstock shamefacedly. From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton. Remember that I’ve seen Brewis Charvill, and I’m well aware of your identity. You never can go back. If you two are examples of the modern miss, I don’t know what the world is coming to. I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth.
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