" Lady Trafford sighed deeply. What would he come as? Presently she roused herself with a guilty start from the task of dressing and re-dressing Mr. Gerald, intent on his trail, ignored it. But some people have no consideration. He was out of breath, and spoke in broken sentences. “A sex of blacklegging clients. A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood. " "It is," answered Wood. Wood dandled his little charge to and fro, after the most approved nursery fashion, essaying at the same time the soothing influence of an infantine melody proper to the occasion; but, failing in his design, he soon lost all patience, and being, as we have before hinted, rather irritable, though extremely well-meaning, he lifted the unhappy bantling in the air, and shook him with so much good will, that he had well-nigh silenced him most effectually. “I think, perhaps if you will excuse me, that we will defer the luncheon. "What?… Oh!… Well, good Lord!" He wrenched loose his head and stood up, sending the chair clattering to the floor. "'Tis a cruel thing you've done, lad. ’ ‘And it is very stupid of you to think of such a thing, because in this case, why should I seek out my family?’ Triumph rose in Gerald’s breast, but he took care to conceal it.
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