Ah! how I wish, poor dear Sir Cecil were alive! he'd keep him in order. Wily little devil she is. In the end, resolution triumphed, as it was sure to do, over the weaker emotions, and he laughed at his fears. ’ ‘It is so in a convent, you see,’ she explained airily. Wood having disposed of the brandy, and pronounced himself much better, hurried close to the fire-side, and informed his friend in a few words of the inhospitable treatment he had experienced from the gentlemen of the Mint; whereupon Mr. "How are you off there, Shoplatch?" inquired Kneebone. “This is all rot!” he declared angrily. "You want him?" "Please!" said Ruth.
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