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"And the boy?" said Mr. Bows. "By Jove! you throw a man away like an old
glove, Miss Costigan."
"I don't know what you mean, Bows," said Miss Fotheringay, placidly,
rubbing the second shoe. "If he had had half of the two thousand a year
that Papa gave him, or the half of that, I would marry him. But what is
the good of taking on with a beggar? We're poor enough already. There's
no use in my going to live with an old lady that's testy and cross,
maybe, and would grudge me every morsel of meat." (Sure, it's near dinner
time, and Suky not laid the cloth yet.) "And then," added Miss Costigan
quite simply, "suppose there was a family?--why, Papa, we shouldn't be as
well off as we are now."
"'Deed, then, you would not, Milly dear," answered the father.
"And there's an end to all the fine talk about Mrs. Arthur Pendennis of
Fairoaks Park--the member of Parliament's lady," said Milly, with a
laugh. "Pretty carriages and horses we should have to ride!--that you
were always talking about, Papa! But it's always the same.


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