"Have some more bass, Gwyn?" "Please, father." "You should not speak with your mouth full, my dear," said Mrs Pendarve, quietly. "No, mother; but I didn't like to keep father waiting." "And between the two stools you came to the ground, eh?" said Colonel Pendarve, smiling. "Never mind; hold your plate. Lucky for us, my dear, that we have only one boy. This fellow eats enough for three." "Well, but, father, we were down by the boat at daybreak, and the sea air makes one so hungry." "Say ravenous or wolfish, my boy. But go on ...
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"Have some more bass, Gwyn?" "Please, father." "You should not speak with your mouth full, my dear," said Mrs Pendarve, quietly. "No, mother; but I didn't like to keep father waiting." "And between the two stools you came to the ground, eh?" said Colonel Pendarve, smiling. "Never mind; hold your plate. Lucky for us, my dear, that we have only one boy. This fellow eats enough for three." "Well, but, father, we were down by the boat at daybreak, and the sea air makes one so hungry." "Say ravenous or wolfish, my boy. But go on. It certainly is a delicious fish, and Dolly has cooked it to a turn. They were rising fairly, then?"
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