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Title: Vanity fair
Year: 1900 (1900s)
Authors: Thackeray, William Makepeace, 1811-1863 Fiske, Minnie Maddern, Mrs., 1865- (from old catalog)
Subjects: Waterloo, Battle of, Waterloo, Belgium, 1815 British Female friendship Social classes Married women
Publisher: New York and Boston, H. M. Caldwell company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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ked the vessel. How shedoes pitch ! he said. There goes a wave slap over her bows.Theres only two people on deck besides the steersman. Theresa man lying down, and a—chap in a—cloak with a—Hooray !—Its Dob, by Jingo ! He clapped to the telescope, and flung hisarms round his mother. As for that lady : let us say what she didin the words of a favorite poet—Aaxpvoev yeXacjaffa. She wassure it was William. It could be no other. What she had saidabout hoping that he would not come was all hypocrisy. Ofcourse he would come ; what could he do else but come . Sheknew he would come. The ship came swiftly nearer and nearer. As they went in tomeet her at the landing-place at the quay, Emmys knees trembledso that she scarcely could run. She would have liked to kneeldown and say her prayers of thanks there. Oh, she thought, shewould be all her life saying them ! It was such a bad day that as the vessel came alongside of thequay there were no idlers abroad ; scarcely even a commissioner I
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Photo by Byron BIRTHS, MARRIAGES, AND DEATHS. 765 on the look-out for the few passengers in the steamer. Thatyoung scapegrace George had fled too; and as the gentleman inthe old cloak lined with red stuff stepped on to the shore, therewas scarcely any one present to see what took place, which wasbriefly this : A lady in a dripping white bonnet and shawl, with her t^vo littlehands out before her, went up to him, and in the next minute shehad altogther disappeared-under the folds of the old cloak, andwas kissing one of his hands with all her might; while the other,I suppose, wass engaged in holding her to his heart (which herhead just about reached) and in preventing her from tumblingdown. She was murmuring something about—forgive—dearWilliam—dear, dear, dearest friend—kiss, kiss, kiss, and so forth—and in fact, went on under the cloak in an absurd manner. When Emmy emerged from it, she still kept tight hold of one ofW^illiams hands, and looked up in his face. It was full of s

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