IV. HER BROTHER’S
“By Jove, were I a girl—thro’ horrid hap—
I wouldn’t have a milk-and-water chap.
The man has not a single spark of ‘go,’
He’s not worth loving.”—“Yet, I love him so.”
“By Jove, were I a girl—thro’ horrid hap—
I wouldn’t have a milk-and-water chap.
The man has not a single spark of ‘go,’
He’s not worth loving.”—“Yet, I love him so.”