Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. The two hostlers, however, kept close at his heels; and Jack, whose strength began to flag, feared he could not hold much longer. And opposite to him, with a book in his hand,—but it couldn't be a prayer-book,—sat Jonathan Wild, in a parson's cassock and band. Then Ann Veronica passed on toward the tea in the garden, which was dotted with the elite of Morningside Park society, and there she was pounced upon by Lady Palsworthy and given tea and led about. He was a business man, pure and simple, his eyes were fastened always upon the practical side of life. The room was papered with green, large-patterned paper that was at worst a trifle dingy, and the arm-chair and the seats of the other chairs were covered with the unusual brightness of a large-patterned chintz, which also supplied the window-curtain. She felt a lump rise in her throat, for she had come to love living in America. "Under the table. She had taken care he should have this momentous talk with her on a garden-seat commanded by the windows of the house. Old saltwater was right. "Poor creature!" ejaculated Wood.
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