EBOOK YOU NEVER KNOW YOUR LUCK, V3***
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YOU NEVER KNOW YOUR LUCK
[BEING THE STORY OF A MATRIMONIAL DESERTER]
By Gilbert Parker
Volume 3.
XII. AT THE RECEIPT OF CUSTOM
XIII. KITTY SPEAKS HER MIND AGAIN
XIV. AWAITING THE VERDICT
XV. "MALE AND FEMALE CREATED HE THEM"
XVI. "'TWAS FOR YOUR PLEASURE YOU CAME HERE, YOU GO BACK FOR MINE"
XVII. WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT IT?
EPILOGUE
CHAPTER XII
AT THE RECEIPT OF CUSTOM
"What are you laughing at, Kitty? You cackle like a young hen with her
first egg." So spoke Mrs. Tynan to her daughter, who alternately swung
backwards and forwards in a big rocking-chair, silently gazing into the
distant sky, or sat still and "cackled" as her mother had said.
A person of real observation and astuteness, however, would have noticed
that Kitty's laughter told a story which was not joy and gladness--
neither good humour nor the abandonment of a luxurious nature.
It was tinged with bitterness and had the smart of the nettle.
Her mother's question only made her laugh the more, and at last Mrs.
Tynan stooped over her and said, "I could shake you, Kitty. You'd make a
snail fidget, and I've got enough to do to keep my senses steady with all
the house-work--and now her in there!" She tossed a hand behind her
fretfully.
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