"Now, Sir, I'll trouble you for your coat. Sheppard, bitterly. I suppose the phrase—the word—originally meant a man who searched for food on the beach. She was alone, and the mask of her unchanging high spirits was for the moment laid aside. To prevent the leaves from blowing about, should a blow develop, he distributed paper weights. I want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write the word—your husband. I presume that I may not kiss you in the street?” “Certainly not, sir,” she replied, laughing. . About this time,—namely, in November, 1703— while young Trenchard was in Lancashire, and his sister in London, on a visit, he received a certain communication from his confidential servant, Davies, which, at once, destroyed his hopes. " "Oh! goodness!" ejaculated the tapstress, in alarm. "If this document is correct," continued Wood, "and I am persuaded it is so,— you are as unfortunate as wicked.
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