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Sentimental and Otherwise

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           "Itisdevilishfinewine,"saidtheEyebrows,andtheylookedmoregood-humoured;andGeorgewasgoingtotakeadvantageofthiscomplacency,andbringthesupplyquestiononthemahogany,whenthefather,relapsingintosolemnity,thoughrathercordialinmanner,badehimringthebellforclaret."Andwe’llseeifthat’sasgoodastheMadeira,George,towhichhisRoyalHighnessiswelcome,I’msure.Andaswearedrinkingit,I’lltalktoyouaboutamatterofimportance."

           Ameliaheardtheclaretbellringingasshesatnervouslyupstairs.Shethought,somehow,itwasamysteriousandpresentimentalbell.Ofthepresentimentswhichsomepeoplearealwayshaving,somesurelymustcomeright.

           "WhatIwanttoknow,George,"theoldgentlemansaid,afterslowlysmackinghisfirstbumper—"whatIwanttoknowis,howyouandahthatlittlethingupstairs,arecarryingon?"

           "Ithink,sir,itisnothardtosee,"Georgesaid,withaself-satisfiedgrin."Prettyclear,sir.Whatcapitalwine!"

           "Whatd’youmean,prettyclear,sir?"

           "Why,hangit,sir,don’tpushmetoohard.I’mamodestman.I—ahIdon’tsetuptobealady-killer;butIdoownthatshe’sasdevilishfondofmeasshecanbe.Anybodycanseethatwithhalfaneye.

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