Tides of Barnegat by Francis Hopkinson Smith
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--really to hide his joy--and said with mock
gravity, his hand on his heart: "I shall, most honorable mother, be the first to take her ladyship's hand as she walks down the gangplank." Then he added, with a tone of mild reproof in his voice: "What a funny, queer old mother you are! Always worrying yourself over the unimportant and the impossible," and stooping down, he kissed her again on the cheek and passed out of the room on the way to his office. "That woman always comes up at the wrong moment," Mrs. Cavendish said to herself in a bitter tone. "I knew he had received some word from her, I saw it in his face. He would have gone to Philadelphia but for Jane Cobden." CHAPTER IX THE SPREAD OF FIRE The doctor kept his word. His hand was the first that touched Jane's when she came down the gangplank, |
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