’ Abruptly, the niggling doubt that had been plaguing Lord Charvill came sweeping to the surface. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. I tell you what, Thames," he added, flinging himself carelessly into a chair, "I'd give my right hand,—and that's no light offer for a carpenter's 'prentice,—if that little minx were half as fond of me as she is of you. ’ Madame ventured a glance up at his face, and fluttered her lashes. ” “Suppose he comes and talks to me?” “A girl can always keep a man at a distance if she cares to do it. Wood had retired to his own room, where he had just summoned Thames.
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