Great Scott! not a one.' 'You're 'way off, my boy,' I said; 'there is one good model,' and then I named your girl.

I mean the girl who claims to be yours." "Poor little beggar!" said Hollanden.
"Who ?" said Pontiac.
"Florinda," answered Hollanden.

"I suppose----" Pontiac interrupted.

"Oh, of course, it is too bad.

Everything is too bad.