And all the third act is love-sick music. Capes sat watching and admiring her, and then he fell praising the day and
fortune and their love for each other. But beyond "amicable agreement in which mutual concessions are made," the
word "compromise" was as blank as the Canton wall at night. Boys,
at the time of which we write, were attired like men of their own day, or certain
charity-children of ours; and the stripling in question was dressed in black plush
breeches, and a gray drugget waistcoat, with immoderately long pockets, both of
which were evidently the cast-off clothes of some one considerably his senior. For although I must
confess it reads very much like an application or a testimonial or some such
thing as that, I can assure you I am writing this in fear and trembling with a
sinking heart. I heard from David about you
only this morning. There you will be,
in an inner temple. The cry was echoed by
twenty different voices. He smiled inwardly. Then came the cable
that you were in Canton, ill, but not dangerously so. Ramage, that iron-gray
man of the world, appeared dressed in a bowler hat and a suit of hard gray,
astride of a black horse. Take my word for it, your troubles are over. "Hands off!" she exclaimed, "or you'll repent it.
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