The afternoon had passed now into twilight. " "It is not Jack's voice," rejoined Mrs. "It only leads to the fencing crib," replied Wild. Spurling," rejoined Ireton; "we can taste the rum when he returns. Wood, bursting into tears, "God bless you!" Jack extended his hand towards him, and looked anxiously for Thames; but he was nowhere to be seen. The girl who had just left the room was as great a mystery to him now as on the afternoon when he had met her in Piccadilly and taken her to tea. "I have some difficulty in preventing myself from becoming your executioner. Good-looking girl.
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