"
"What has he done?"
"What did he have to drink over here last night?"
"Not even water. By his side sat a remarkably stout dame, to whom he paid as
much attention as it was in his iron nature to pay. "Come to my arms,
Thames! Oh! dear! Oh! dear!"
To repeat the questions and congratulations which now ensued, or describe the
extravagant joy of the carpenter, who, after he had hugged his adopted son to his
breast with such warmth as almost to squeeze the breath from his body, capered
around the room, threw his wig into the empty fire-grate, and committed various
other fantastic actions, in order to get rid of his superfluous satisfaction—to
describe the scarcely less extravagant raptures of his spouse, or the more
subdued, but not less heartfelt delight of Winifred, would be a needless task, as it
must occur to every one's imagination. . That
was the true marvel of it. But all normal humans smelled wonderful to her, even
dirty ones. And so gentle as the poor
creature is, when she's not in her wild fits—it would melt a heart of stone to see
her. She was emerging from the primordial as Spurlock
was declining toward it.
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