The Money Moon - A Romance by Jeffery Farnol
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diagrams on the table-cloth with the salt-spoon, "knowing me as you do,
what course should you advise me to adopt?" "You mean, Mr. George,--speaking as between man and man of course,--you mean that you are in the unfortunate position of being--crossed in your affections, sir?" "Also--heart-broken, Baxter." "Certainly, sir!" "Miss Marchmont marries the Duke of Hyde,--in three weeks, Baxter." "Indeed, sir!" "You were, I believe, aware of the fact that Miss Marchmont and I were as good as engaged?" "I had--hem!--gathered as much, sir." "Then--confound it all, Baxter!--why aren't you surprised?" "I am quite--over-come, sir!" said Baxter, stooping to recover the salt-spoon which had slipped to the floor. "Consequently," pursued Bellew, "I am--er--broken-hearted, as I told you--" "Certainly, sir." |
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