The Craze of Christina — page 38: what you’re looking at

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34 Lhe Craze of Christina. Jd Docker bowed and retired. The three ladies were looking at one another with scared faces. A common danger drew them together and made them once more forget their differences. “George Jones!’ the mystic name was breathed from one to the other in tones of hor- ror and dismay. ‘*An ignorant blunderer!’’ *‘A common day-laborer!’’ ‘‘A mere glazier and plumber!’ ““Oh, dear, dear Mr. Clifford! pray have nothing to do with such a man! you would be fleeced, robbed, ruined! and your beautiful house would be utterly spoiled!’’ ‘‘Take my Maud’s advice.”’ ‘‘Come up to town with me,”’ ‘Let us have a quiet talk together at my little cottage.’’ The unfortunate young man dropped his head in his hands, and grabbed at his hair wildly. How was he, inexperienced and helpless, to steer his way amongst this multitude of con- _ flicting counselors! oh! why was he doomed to do up a house at all! A great mountain of a house, full of mice and mouldering curtains—a house he positively loathed and hated! Hoe groaned aloud cComichbooks: