One day a friend of mine was making a skety Knight of the Sheep. The old man’s daughter was sitting by, and, when the versation drifted to love and lovemaking, she said, “Oh, father, tell him about your love affair.” The old man took his pipe out of his mouth, and said, “Nobody ever marries the woman he loves,” and then, with a chuckle, “There were fifteen of them I liked better than the woman I married,” and he repeated many women’s names. He went on to tell how when he was a lad he had worked for his grandfather, his mother’s father, and was called (my friend has fotten why) by his grandfather’s name, which we will say was Doran. He had a great friend, whom I shall call John Byrne; and one day he and his frieo Queenstown to await an emigrant ship, that was to take John Byro America. When they were walking along the quay, they saw a girl sitting on a seat, g miserably, and two men standing up in front of her quarrelling with one another. Dora……（内容加载失败！）
(ò﹏ò)
抱歉，章节内容不支持该浏览器显示～
【为了使用完整的阅读功能】
请考虑使用〔Chrome 谷歌浏览器〕、〔Safari 苹果浏览器〕或者〔Edge 微软浏览器〕等原生浏览器阅读！
谢谢!!!