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Anthony laughed, but did not reveal what had struck him. "Sir William Blancove's house is a first-rater. I've been in it. He lives in the library. All the other rooms enter 'em, and if 'taint like a sort of, a social sepulchre! Dashed if he can get his son to live with him; though they're friends, and his son'll get all the money, and go into Parliament, and cut a shine, never fear.
"That there Natiff Son'll just about kill yuh for that," warned Happy Jack, as mournfully as he might with laughing. "He'll knife yuh, sure." Andy, demanding the meaning of it all, learned all about Miguel Rapponi from the viewpoint of the Happy Family.
Certainly, if you will, he added aloud. 'If you've come on any errand that will do any good to the Le Bretons, I'm sure my son'll be delighted to see you. He's greatly grieved at their unhappy condition. 'I'm afraid I've nothing much to suggest of any very practical sort, Hilda answered, with a slight sigh; 'but at least I should like to talk with him about the matter.
"My grandfather," said the banjo, "drank 'dog's-nose, my father drank 'dog's-nose, and I drink 'dog's-nose. If that ain't heredity, there's no virtue in the board schools." "Ah!" said the piccolo, "you're always a-boasting of your science. And so, I suppose, your son'll drink 'dog's-nose, too?"
It seems the jeweller says Gisele brought Mrs. Pond there, and got twenty-five per cent which of course she passed on to d'Arcachon. The poor old Duchess is in a fearful state so afraid her son'll lose Mrs. Pond! When I think that Gisele is old Bradford Wagstaff's grand-daughter, I'm thankful he's safe in Mount Auburn!"
"Saay," he began, abruptly, "I'm not sayin' nothin' to nobody, and nobody's sayin' nothin' to me see? but I guess your son'll be around here to-day, sure. He's got to come before one, for this office closes sharp at one, and we goes home. Now, I've got the call whether he gets his stuff taken off him or whether the boys leave him alone.
And can't you just imagine him as the boy grew up and they loved each other more and more, tremblin' and scared every minute for fear that somehow or other his son'll learn that the father he loves and respects is a a thief and and worse? Seems to me I can imagine it. And then all at once the boy comes to him and says he wants to marry Oh, my soul!
Anthony laughed, but did not reveal what had struck him. "Sir William Blancove's house is a first-rater. I've been in it. He lives in the library. All the other rooms enter 'em, and if 'taint like a sort of, a social sepulchre! Dashed if he can get his son to live with him; though they're friends, and his son'll get all the money, and go into Parliament, and cut a shine, never fear.
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