This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1875 Excerpt: ...tears, as men of poetic imagination and warm temperament usually are moved by feminine grief, especially when the afflicted one is fair to look upon. "My dear child!" he said; and so far all went promisingly for her. It was a phrase which he had never accorded to a woman whom he did not like very, very much, though, by-the-way, he had thus liked several--say three or four, or perhaps a dozen. But even while he was talking and palpitating, a thought of the risks of marriage with such a flirt gave him a spasm of prudence, and he slackened his emotional speed rapidly. "I will try to be such a friend to you as you deserve," he added, before the momentum had greatly diminished. "I will look into the claim again, if yon wish it," he continued, changing his subject with truly hateful sagacity. "If I cau find any solid grounds for it, I will support it with all my strength," was the peroration of this disappointing speech. "No, you shall not!" exclaimed Josie, hastily, and with a good deal of feeling. She was discontented and hurt, for she had been aiming at his heart instead of the United States Treasury, and would at that moment have liked a word of love better than a check for many thousands. Moreover, she did not want him to look into the claim anew, lest he should find that it was being pushed without regard to scruples, and lest he should even be moved to traverse Mr. Hollowbread's hopeful prospects. "Promise me that you will not give yourself the least trouble about that poor little business," she went on, with the patience of a dove and the wisdom of a serpent. "I want you to be just simply my old friend and my comforter. You are the only man living whom I feel willing to cry at in my troubles...
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