I Forbid the Banns! — page 270: what you’re looking at

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260 “IT FORBID THE BANNS!” recess. Where is he now—I should say, where are shey now?”’ ‘“‘T really cannot say,’’ said Julian. ‘‘I have been so deeply engrossed in the stories my friend Mr. Claxton has been telling me about how he shot—shot tigers in Kashmir —or was it hyenasin South Africa?—I had neither eyes nor ears for the incidents of this nether world.’’ ‘‘Oh, come,’’ said the sporting friend, deprecating such flattery; ‘‘it really was only a singular incident regarding one of my bear hunts in the Rockies that I was telling him, Miss Travers—quite a trifle compared to what I could tell. If you have a minute to spare, perhaps 42 ‘‘Ah, I never have a minute tospare, Mr. Claxton,’’ said Marian, ‘‘I prefer taking my fiction through the medium of a magazine or a scientific lecture. Pray do not forget to say the good word for poor Cyril, Mr. Charlton. They tell me that all the best government appointments are made in this g way. Tothink that the Annexation Department should be the last to succumb! Sir Ecroyd is human, after all!’’ With the pleasantest little laugh, she continued her stroll. Gomichooks (E(0)