She waited expectantly. Love stories!… A sob rushed into her throat, and to smother it she buried her face in a pillow. But she felt his lax figure become rigid. "Couldn't you speak to him?" "What?—and be insulted for my trouble? No, thank you!" "That is it. Then she glanced at the cards again, over which her aunt’s many-ringed hand played, and then at the rather weak, rather plump face that surveyed its operations. Gentlemen of the Mint," added he, pointing with his truncheon towards Mrs. She became angry with herself. . " She sent a covert glance toward the young man. He seemed too noisy. From this perturbed state he was roused by thoughts of his mother, and fancying he heard her gentle voice urging him on to fresh exertion, he started up. She has been a dear. Nothing to check their proceedings but a declining habit of telling the truth and the limitations of their imaginations.
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