F. Do I, Bess, eh?" "Nobody whatever, love," replied Edgeworth Bess; "nobody but me, dear. He felt that he might soon be separated—perhaps, for ever—from the fond little creature he held in his arms, whom he had always regarded with the warmest fraternal affection, and the thought of how much she would suffer from the separation so sensibly affected him, that he could not help joining in her grief. Jiggle-joggle, jiggle-joggle…! For each pause she was grateful. Yet I shall think of you to-day. ” Lady Ferringhall was conscious of some relief. “DON’T!” she said, and wrenched her wrist from his retaining hand. Wild of the circumstance. “I wonder,” he said, “how you would like to be made love to—boldly or timorously or sentimentally. That is why I am glad that she has gone to London.
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