But Bess always liked her glass, and drinking alone is no company.

Ah! if my mother had lived everything would have been different, for I outgrew the bad fit and might have become quite a decent fellow.

But then I met Bess again by chance, and she had the old hold on me, and there was none to keep me back, and she knew how to play her fish until I married her.

The old aunt never found it out.

If she had I shouldn't have 8,000 pounds a year to-day.