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The Wit and Humor of America, Volume VI. (of X.)

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 1133    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

ings I might have had about him wore away very quickly on closer acquaintance. In the first place he looked well in evening dress, carrying himself with a sort of shy, kind air that became him

as the two-hundred-and-fifty-dollar gown she wore, but I could see it was deeper than that. She was thawing in the sunshine of love, and I'll do Doctor Jones the justice to say that he didn't hide his affection under a bushel. It was generous enough for everybody to bask in, an

d in case anything happened at night! Eleanor said it was a beautiful profession that had for its object the alleviation of human pain. Freddy jealously tried to get in a good word for boxers, but nobody would listen to her except me. It was all Jones, Jones, Jones, and the triumphs of modern medicine. Altogether he sailed through that whole day with flying colors, first with the housemaid, and then afterward at church, where he was the only one that kn

lling back on a sofa at the dark end of the room. What particularly arrested my attention was a groan-preceded by a pack of h

matter, Jo

he sofa, and groane

fused you?" I exclaimed. He mutt

bout your mot

I was the worst kind of fool ever

ttling in my head to buy that Seventy-second St

to choose between her and the woman I love. And I owe so much to my mother, Westoby. She stinted hersel

consent to stand between you and your lifelong happiness. It's mo

ertha," he

tt, and wh

Nutt, you know. She'd really prefer me not to marry at a

to say that n

for me to go home

e down here; you sweep that unfortunate girl off her feet; you make love to her with the fury of a stage villain; you

her-" h

not act so disho

nt for a li

he started in

other loves yo

rible part of i

oo

erself to get

id you ever

question I'm as

a woman of a thousand-unimpeachable social position-a little fortune of her own-accomplished, handsome

wouldn't.

be a little tin hero, but I'd go through fire and water fo

t a few m

ess. If you went away to-night it would be an insult. Whatever you dec

e of a person who is ordered

man has t

white tie. I should have loved to give him a bowstring instead, with somebod

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