In Sight of St. Paul's — page 87: what you’re looking at

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82 - HEART TO HEART. “Vou, sir!’’ protested Becky, in a shocked voice. “Vou, a gentleman, eat penny winkles!’’ ‘‘T dote on them,’’ replied Fletcher, calmly. ‘‘Give me a pin.’’ pS Becky reluctantly produced the required imple- ment, and Gillie at once sat down to the table and began to pick out and eat the despised winkles with evident relish. | ‘‘Now, then, begin,’’ he said. ‘Oh, sir, I couldn’t,’’ replied Becky, bashfully. ‘“But you must,-and Pll choose the song. What shall it be? Ihaveit. ‘Winkle, Winkle, Little Star.’ At this, Becky could not keep from laughing. Gillie joined in. And then the elegant club-member and the little lodging-house maid laughed together with as much abandon as if they had been two care- less, happy children. In the midst of their merriment, the door was sud- _denly thrown open, and Tom Chichester quickly en- tered the room, pausing In amazement at the sight which met his eyes. Gillie ceased laughing, and started to his feet. ‘“Tom!’ he-cried, joyfully. me ‘‘Fletcher!’’ returned the other, drawing back a little. “Oh! Fletcher be hanged!’ exclaimed Gillie, im- petuously. “It’s your old pal, Gillie, who has hunted high and low for the last eighteen months, trying to Gomichbooks: co m