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must give up their fancies sometimes, sir. Lord! a brace of brats and
she'd forget all about 'em. I'm seventy years old and I've seen their
ways, sir, though in a humble calling. You should say a word to her,
sir; she'd thank you kindly five years after. You'd do her a good turn,
sir, you would, and not a bad un as the saying goes, and give it the
lie--no, beg your pardon, that is the other way round--she's bound to
do you the bad turn having saved your life, though I don't see how she
could do that unless, begging your pardon, she made you fall in love
with her, being married, which though strange wouldn't be wunnerful
seeing what she is and seeing how I has been in love with her myself
since she was seven, old missus and all, who died eight years gone and
well rid of the rheumatics."
Beatrice was one of the few subjects that could unlock old Edward's
breast, and Geoffrey retired before his confusing but suggestive
eloquence. Hurriedly bidding the old man good-night he returned to the
house, and leaning on the gate watched the twilight dying on the bosom
of the west.
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