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Rh 'Oh, she was neat and had sweet eyes—or sweet, with neat eyes—I really forget which. And there was a somebody or other who said he'd resign any amount of crowns—the number wasn't specified—to call her his. He was pretty safe in saying that—unless, indeed, he meant crown-pieces—which, now I think of it, would be rather an original reading.'

'Alfred,' said the Bride abruptly, 'are we nearly there?'

'Not far off,' said Alfred.

Granville bit his lip. 'We are very nearly there,' he said; 'this is the beginning of Twickenham.'

'Then where's the Ferry?' said the Bride. 'I know all about "Twickenham Ferry"; we once had a storekeeper—a new chum—who used to sing about it like mad. Show it me.'

'There, then: it crosses by the foot of the island: it's about to cross now. Now, in a minute, I'll show you Pope's old place; we don't go quite so far—in fact, here we are—but you'll be able just to see it, I think.'

'The Pope!' said Gladys. 'I never knew he lived in England!'

'No more he does. Not the Pope—Pope;