" CHAPTER XV. ‘Martha was my wet-nurse? But she is unmarried. ‘Where is Gérard?’ ‘Out of town,’ Hilary said briefly. I'll think no more about her. I mean that it doesn’t interest you in itself. I think I know where I am puzzling you now——” “Then for Heaven’s sake be merciful,” he exclaimed. Directly dinner was over Mr. ‘No, but I seen the light, sir. ‘But this is altogether a chance of the luckiest. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. "Off with it to the health of King James the Third, and confusion to his enemies!" "Hold!" interposed Wood; "that is treason. We were expecting rather to find a male antagonist. Wait, though. She thought gleefully of the dress she would get to wear for the Ball (Prom?) and could not wait to tell her foster family about how excited she was.
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