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"You will make me the happiest of mankind," cried the woollen-draper, falling
on his knees, and seizing her hand, which he devoured with kisses. But there was something in his face at once stupid and invincible that
told her he would go on forcing himself upon her, that he would esteem speech
with her a great point gained. When I absorb a fact, my brain weighs the fact carefully
and stores it away. But I do
not know you at all, in truth, and I do not understand why you do this. A native of
Manchester, he was the son of Kenelm Kneebone, a staunch Catholic, and a
sergeant of dragoons, who lost his legs and his life while fighting for James the
Second at the battle of the Boyne, and who had little to bequeath his son except
his laurels and his loyalty to the house of Stuart.
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