"What do you mean?" cried Winifred in alarm. “Dear old daddy!” she said, and was amazed to find herself shedding tears. Something about the girl had suggested an idea. The question ceased to be a tea-table talk, and became suddenly tragically real for Ann Veronica. ‘Unheard of, ain’t it? To tell the truth, I half expected him to leave everything to one of his doxies. “You propose, then,” she remarked, “that I shall still be saddled with a pseudo husband. Don’t touch the handle, Annabel! Curse the thing, you’ve jammed it now. ” “They’ll find out. " "Mother be——!" returned Jack. His gaze remained steady on the old dame’s face, as he thought about it. ‘Did you sigh and flutter your eyelashes?’ ‘Certainly I did. He swore that I was his wife, that chance had given me to him at last.
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