‘Very well, mademoiselle, so be it,’ he snapped. I'll call it my wedding gift. ’ ‘Yes, it’s all my fault,’ he agreed soothingly, ‘and you may rail at me presently as much as you please. He deserves none. He could talk to her as frankly as he could to a man, that she would not take offence at anything so long as it was in the form of explanation. The woollen-draper looked at his watch. "Well, lad, supposing you read what the editor has to say?" was McClintock's suggestion, when the frolic was over.
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