" "A novelist?" cried Ruth, thrilling. "Can't I settle this business, Captain," muttered Blueskin, drawing a pistol. ‘But for my dowry, what else? One cannot expect that an Englishman will marry any jeune demoiselle without a dowry. And here against a wall were the plumtrees. —I'll give him the edication of a prig,—teach him the use of his forks betimes,—and make him, in the end, as clever a cracksman as his father. It was not possible. At once. It may not be just, it may not be fair, but things are so. But he was at last persuaded that I mean you no harm, and that I might—just possibly, since I am both a gentleman and a major of militia—be able to be of more assistance to you than he himself. I decline to waste a single second even in considering the ugly ones.
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