"Poor devil!" said the good fellow to himself. "He married a
tripe-dresser's daughter, and she nags him. Never had a chance to
marry a jolly little girl who turned out to have a lord for her
uncle!"
So he drank and applauded, and piped his eye and drank again, till
it was time to meet Polly. When he went forth into the cold street
never was man more softly amorous, more mirthfully exultant, more
kindly disposed to all the dwellers upon earth. Life abounds in such
forms of happiness, yet we are told that it is a sad and sorry
affair!
CHAPTER XIX
NOT IN THE SECRET
Since his adventure in knight-errantry Christopher Parish had
suffered terrible alternations of hope and despair. For fear of
offending Miss Sparkes he did not press for an explanation of the
errand on which she had sent him enough that he was again permitted
to see her, to entertain her modestly, and to hold her attention
whilst he discoursed on the glories of the firm of Swettenham. Every
week supplied him with new and astounding Swettenham statistics.
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