Capitolo 13
to ask to me to sacrifice all self I hold dear."
"I see you it is John Linden incorrigible", said, tempestuously. "You know
which will the consequences be?"
"I am prepared for everybody."
"Then the listening! If you persist in to neglect me, I will leave the whole one
piece of ground of ground to Curtis."
"Does with Your money as you desire, uncle. I have not required to more than me
you/he/she has received."
"You are there right; but that is not everything."
Florence mended on him a mute glance of investigation.
"I will give him twenty-four hours more come to Your senses. Then,
if you persist in Your ingratitude and disobedience, you have to find
another house."
"Oh, uncle, don't you intend that?" Exclaimed Florence, deeply stirred.
"I intend him, and I won't allow Your torn wounds to transport me. Not
another word, for me I won't feel him/it. Takes twenty-four hours to think
on what I have said me."
Florence arched his/her head on his/her hands, and it was given above to sorry
thoughts. But she was interrupted by the entry of the servant that
announced:
"Mr. de of Percy Brabazon."
A youth that effeminate-looks, foppishlies dressed, it followed the
servant in the room, and impossible Florence constituted him/it to deny
her, as she desired to do.
"I hope that I see well it, Miss Florence" him affectedly smiled *.
"Thanks, Mr. de Brabazon", Florence dictates, coldly. "I have a disdains
headache."
"I am tremendously sorry, I am, on my word, Miss Florence. My doctor
it tells me it is only that whose bwainses are vewy active that I am
shaken with headache."
"Then, I suppose, Mr. de Brabazon", Florence dictates with deliberate
sarcasm, that you never have a headache."
"Weally, Miss Florence that is vewy clevah. You will have Your joke."
"It was not joke, I assure Him, Mr. de Brabazon."
"Me--I thought that it was probable that pits. It didn't do me I see her to the opewa you last
evening?"
"Possibly. I was there."
"I go to the thick opewa. Is it so--so to the fashion, doesn't he/she know?"