“You’ve grown out of them. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. But, what brought you here?" "Excuse me, Sir Rowland. " Amazed at the boy's assurance, Wood left off boxing his ears for a moment, and, looking at him steadfastly, said in a grave tone, "Jack, Jack, you'll come to be hanged!" "Better be hanged than hen-pecked," retorted the lad with a malicious grin. " He offered cigars, and Ruth got up. How I wish I might meet this delightful mystery lady of yours. " "Anything like that?" "Yes; but the colour is lavender. I am sure it will be good, John, and I could eat anything.
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