and, what is more, he got one, at least an heiress; but sometimes God gives and the devil misgives.

what an if it is!)my mind misgives meI have my doubts that it will not be quite Barbaranot the Barbara that knitted socks for the boys, and taught Tou Tou, and whose slight, fond arms I cannow that I have shut my eyesso plainly feel thrown round my shoulders, to console me when I have broken into easy tears at some silly tiff with the others.