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Updated: May 15, 2025
"Why, she was half-niece to my own grandmother, and never was beer in the family. Not that it would have been wrong, if it was. Captain, you are thinking of Widow Precious, licensed to the Cod with the hook in his gills. I should have thought, Sir, that you might have known a little more of your neighbors having fallen below the path of life by reason of bad bank-tokens.
"I was thinking, aunty," said the girl audaciously, "that from what I've seen and heard to-night, if I'm not his half-niece now, it's only a question of time! So you'd better wait. Good-night, dear." And, really, it turned out that she was right! When the waters were up at "Jules'" there was little else up on that monotonous level.
"One of our relations?" she said smilingly to Spindler. "No," said Spindler, with some embarrassment, "a a friend!" The half-niece extended her hand. Mrs. Price took it.
For you're going away, and will never see Rough and Ready and poor Spindler again. But what am I to do, miss? How am I to face it out? For you know I've got to tell him at least that you're no half-niece of his!" "Have you?" said the young lady. "Have I?" repeated the widow impatiently. "Have I? Of course I have! What are you thinking of?"
Seeking, under the surface, for the answer to that question and remembering that Obenreizer was a man of about his own age; also, that Marguerite was, strictly speaking, his half-niece only Vendale asked himself, with a lover's ready jealousy, whether he had a rival to fear, as well as a guardian to conciliate. The thought just crossed his mind, and no more.
How but this incident was never known to Rough and Ready. It happened in the sacred dressing-room, where Mrs. Price was cloaking with her own hands the departing half-niece of Mr. Spindler. Taking that opportunity to seize the lovely relative by the shoulders and shake her violently, she said: "Oh, yes, and it's all very well for you, Kate, you limb!
Yet even in his astonishment he remembered that of course no one but himself and Mrs. Price knew it, and that lady had glanced discreetly away. "Yes," continued the half-niece brightly.
Often enough; but HONI SOIT, O reader; the clever Lady is towards sixty, childless, musical; and her Husband do readers recollect him at all? is that collapsed TAILORING Duke whom Friedrich once visited, and whose Niece, Half-Niece, is Charlotte, wise little hard-favored creature now of six, in clean bib and tucker, Ancestress of England that is to be; whose Papa will succeed, if the Serene Tailor die first, which he did not quite.
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