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“Compromise and kindness. Lucy
sighed. Wood, joining the group, "it isn't Thames Darrell come
to life again?"
"It is—it is!" cried Winifred, rushing towards him, and flinging her arms round
his neck,—"it is my dear—dear brother!"
"Well, this is what I never expected to see," said the carpenter, wiping his eyes;
"I hope I'm not dreaming! Thames, my dear boy, as soon as Winny has done with
you, let me embrace you. ‘Would that your mistress were as trusting. “I want you to kiss me,” she said. But I can't account for it!"
"At all events, you shall answer for it," thundered Wild, with a bitter
imprecation. Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous
undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that
summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy
annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as
preoccupied with them. A deep dread calm, like that which precedes a thunderstorm, now prevailed
amongst the assemblage. She didn’t like the shops, she didn’t
like the other women’s faces; she thought the smirking men in frock-coats who
dominated these establishments the most intolerable persons she had ever had to
face. We've got to make
him take up the harp of life and go twanging it again. I somehow understood. "Besides, lad, even an advertisement of a cough-drop is
something to read. ‘What else do you expect? It’s the penalty you pay for marrying an
Englishman.
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