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Lincoln, Joseph Crosby, 1870-1944

"Cap'n Warren's Wards"


To be connected with them is worth a good deal. There are infinite
possibilities in it. Oh, if only I might live to see the day when
tradespeople meant something other than nuisances to be dodged, I THINK
I could die contented."
"Caro's a decent sort of a girl," commented Malcolm, reflectively.
"She's a bright girl and an attractive one. Just now she is in a mood to
turn to us, to you. But, for Heaven's sake, be careful! She is delicate
and sensitive and requires managing. She likes you. If only you weren't
such a blunderer!"
"Much obliged, Mater. You're free with your compliments this evening.
What's the trouble? Another 'heart'?
"No. My heart I can trust, up to certain limits. But I'm afraid of your
head, just as I always was of your father's. And here's one more bit of
advice: Be careful how you treat that country uncle."
"The Admiral! Ho! ho! He's a card."
"He may be the trump that will lose us the trick. Treat him civilly;
yes, even cordially, if you can. And DON'T insult him as you did the
first time you and he met."
The young man crossed his legs, and grunted in resignation.
"Well," he said, "it's going to be a confounded bore, but, at the very
longest, it'll last but a year. Then Caro will be her own mistress."
"Yes.


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