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Whenever a frank manner is offensive, it is because it is strained or feigned; for there may be quite as much intolerable affectation in plainness as in mincing nicety. All that the captain said and did was honestly according to his nature; and his nature was open nature and Canada Goose Montebello Parka good nature; therefore, when he paid this little compliment, and expressed with a sparkle or two of his knowing eye, “I see how it is, and nothing could be better,” he had established a delicate confidence on that subject with the family.
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“No! For God’s sake, don’t think that!” said the captain, in a solemn way; “I bring no good tidings of him.”
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“Yes.”
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