As Mrs. " "Six weeks!" exclaimed Thames, in a melancholy tone. ’ She sighed relief to see a faint grin as he ventured to raise his head. “You’re an idiot and your attitude is repugnant. "Is this a season to speak on such a subject?" "Perhaps not," rejoined the woollen-draper; "but the uncontrollable violence of my passion must plead my excuse. She met his eye for a moment in curious surprise. ’ She paused, struggling for the word. ‘Not where we’re going. ” He put his hands in his pockets, his mouth puckered to a whistle, and he went to the door of the outer preparation-room and stood there, looking, save for the faintest intensification of his natural ruddiness, the embodiment of blond serenity. Of all crafts,—and it was the only craft his poor father, who, to do him justice, was one of the best workmen that ever handled a saw or drove a nail, could never understand,—of all crafts, I say, to be an honest man is the master-craft.
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