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. "Here, wife—hostess—fetch me that bottle from the second shelf in the corner
cupboard. “Oh! please don’t lose yourself in a wilderness of secondary considerations,”
she said. Manning
leaned forward on the table, talking discursively on the probable brilliance of
their married life. “And that only brings me up to about sixty-five!
“A glittering wilderness of time
That to the sunset reaches
No keel as yet its waves has ploughed
Or gritted on its beaches. He went on with his song, accompanying it
with the most ridiculous grimaces:
"When years were gone by, she began to rue
Her love for the gentleman, (meaning you!)
'I slighted the journeyman fond,' quoth she,
'But where is my gallant of high degree?
Where! where!
Oh! where is my gallant of high degree?'
Ho! ho! ho!"
"What are you doing here!" demanded Thames. He was roused from the
stupor of despair into which he had sunk by the voice of Ben, who roared in his
ear, "The bridge!—the bridge!"
CHAPTER VII.
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