As soon as the service was over, Thames contrived to approach him, and whispered, "Be cautious,—the funeral will take place after evening service. “Lucy, you have to play for us after dinner, oh please. “Heaven knows!” said Mr. Their conversation degenerated again and again into a strain of self-congratulation that would have irked an eavesdropper. Little did I imagine at the time that it was my own father to whom he referred. Both husband and wife affected an unnatural ease of manner for the benefit of the efficient parlor-maid, who was putting the finishing touches to the sideboard arrangements. I often wonder why the young always take us ancients for nambypamby creatures. “Ah!” said Ramage, impressively.
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