Mrs. Bob: A Novel — page 114: what you’re looking at

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106 NOW IT IS BOB, THE MAGICIAN. Besides, if you only knew it, my boy, you’re lucky to have matters smoothed over, so that all you prob- ably have to do is to goin and win. Nine o’clock— another hour. Hello! thought I’d overlooked some- thing—my breakfast. That will consume half of the time or more. First occasion on record for me.”’ He is just coming out of the dining-room at a quarter to ten, when he sees the French lawyer en- tering. Monsieur Merle grins and holds out his hand in the peculiar style he has. ‘‘T congratulate you, my dear Pemberton,’’ he Says. “Kh? You don’t mean "2 ‘She loves you.”’ ‘I would rather get that from first hands,’’ and Bob frowns at the thought of such a queer match- making. ‘Pardon, monsieur, but the case is so strange you see. I have to discover zat so I have some foundation to work upon.”’ “Look here, you haven’t worked upon her sym- pathy—given her to understand that I would commit suicide unless she consented to a speedy marriage??? The Frenchman raises his hands in mock surprise. ‘“Nevaire, Ihave simply told ze charming mees zat you loved her to distraction, and would be zere to say it in person at ten sharp.”’ ‘‘Good—nine minutes left yet—proceed.”” ‘‘Zen I tell her certain facts connected with ze history of her house, and which I need not repeat here, zat influence her greatly. Atlength she say: Gomichooksscom