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. You have watched all the uncouth creations of my brain come sprawling out upon the canvas, and besides, we have been companions. "So, stir your stumps, Saint Giles; and, if you mean to lock us up, use despatch. She forced herself not to think of John. " And then his interest would cease. It was neither good nor bad.
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