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You got this money through a gentleman, a solicitor, named Bannerbridge, did you? 'His name was Bannerbridge, Mr. Beltham. 'Dorothy, you knew a Mr. Bannerbridge? She faltered: 'I knew him .... Harry was lost in the streets of London when he was a little fellow, and the Mr. Bannerbridge I knew found him and took him to his house, and was very kind to him. 'What was his Christian name?
Waddy, embracing me, said, 'My dear, my own Master Richmond, my little Harry, prepare your poor child's heart for evil days. I construed her unintelligible speech as an attack upon my father, and abused her violently. While I was in this state of wrathful championship, the hall-door was opened. I ran out and caught sight of my aunt Dorothy, in company with old Mr. Bannerbridge.
Bannerbridge tried reasoning with her, and, as he said, put the case, which seemed to have perched on his forefinger.
Bannerbridge that my father's health and appetite were excellent; he gave me a number of unsatisfying messages, all the rest concerning his interview he whispered to his daughter and his sister, Miss Bannerbridge, who said they hoped they would have news from Hampshire very early, so that the poor child might be taken away by the friends of his infancy.
Suggestions of any kind, they seemed to think, had weight, and all of them an equal weight, to conclude from the value they assigned to every idea of mine. The name of the solicitor in question was Charles Adolphus Bannerbridge. It was, indeed, my old, one of my oldest friends; the same by whom I had been led to a feast and an evening of fun when a little fellow starting in the London streets.
Richmond, you killed one of my daughters; t' other fed you, through her agent, this Mr. Charles Adolphus Bannerbridge, from about the date of your snaring my poor girl and carrying her off behind your postillions your trotting undertakers! and the hours of her life reckoned in milestones. She's here to contradict me, if she can. Dorothy Beltham was your "Government" that paid the annuity.
Waddy, embracing me, said, 'My dear, my own Master Richmond, my little Harry, prepare your poor child's heart for evil days. I construed her unintelligible speech as an attack upon my father, and abused her violently. While I was in this state of wrathful championship, the hall-door was opened. I ran out and caught sight of my aunt Dorothy, in company with old Mr. Bannerbridge.
Temple, I call your attention to it that luck will scarcely come in profuse expedition through the narrow neck of a solitary seaport, why, we must return to Paris. I proposed to write to my aunt Dorothy for money, but he would not hear of that. After two or three days of whistling, I saw my old friend, Mr. Bannerbridge, step out of the packetboat.
Bannerbridge tried reasoning with her, and, as he said, put the case, which seemed to have perched on his forefinger.
He sang out to me: 'Harry, do you want me to go through this form for you? mn'd unpleasant! My aunt Dorothy whispered in my ear: 'Yes! yes! 'I feel tricked! he muttered, and did not wait for me to reply before he was again questioning my aunt Dorothy concerning Mr. Bannerbridge, and my father as to 'that sum of money. But his method of interrogation was confused and pointless.
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