The Lord knows how it was, but that wicked old scarecrow made all the women love him, to his dying day.

I had a high regard for Mrs.Bamberger, and I suppose she was right to marry him if she liked him.

Well, she married him in too much of a hurry, and the child that was born abroad was Bamberger's and not his, and when he found it out he sent the girl East and would never see her again, and didn't leave her a cent when he died.

That's the truth about that, Mr.Logotheti.

I tell you because you've got that letter in your pocket, and I'd rather have your good word than your bad word in business any day.' 'Thank you,' answered Logotheti.