Richard Forrest, Bachelor — page 127: what you’re looking at

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118 PLEDGING HIS WORD. who must be hers, you know, shall be ever weicome at my home, and none more so than the very same old raven who is croaking now.”’ ‘‘Ah, so many men have talked the same way,’’ returned Dick, with something very like asigh. “But what is it ‘man proposes and woman imposes?’ They so seldom lead the sort of life they anticipate; there are two wills, two heads, to be considered then. But I don’t mean to discour- age you, you understand. Upon my word, I congratulate you from the bottom of my heart, for I believe you have won the loveliest woman in New York. By Jove!’’ consult- ing the clock, ‘‘it’s after six.”’ Arthur’s face, which had grown serious, brightened again, and once more, in a thoroughly good humor, he dragged his old friend off to dinner at Delmonico’s and afterward to a play. As they were about to separate for the night Dick sud- denly put this question to his friend: ‘‘Look here; how about the trip South on your yacht?”’ ‘You may take the yacht and go to India on her, if you choose. As for me, I’m too happy to care whether I ever set eyes on her again,’’ was the exuberant reply. im = GOMmic VOOKS (<0)