I can’t. ‘Parbleu,’ she uttered indignantly. "Oh! they are—are they?" muttered Jack, triumphantly; "that'll do. Tears sprang to her eyes. I do not think you quite understand my ideals or what is becoming as between father and daughter. I’ve always had a sneaking desire for the writing-trade.
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