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Gladys, the Reaper

CHAPTER XXXI
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I must go away to-morrow in order that I may begin.

I mean to make some money this next voyage, and come home, and set up as a steady fellow and good son.' 'And marry Madame Duvet?
Do you know she is regularly in love with you?
and they say she has a large fortune in France.' 'There it may remain for me.

But I wish you wouldn't play cards Sundays.' 'They all do it in Paris, Owen, and what's the harm?
Besides, it was only Saturday night; and we never do play Sundays, as you will see to-day.

By-the-bye, what's gone with that Methodistical, lack-a-daisical Gladys?
Is mother as mad about her as ever ?' 'She saved your mother's life when there was no one else to nurse her, and is an angel, if ever there was one!' Netta opened her large black eyes very wide, and burst out laughing.
'_Ma foi_! is that the last?
Well, indeed! I never should have suspected her of making an impression.

But she's deep enough for anything.


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