He was a thin old man, a wreck in a ruined body, but nothing would induce him to stand in any other way than as stiffly erect as possible like the soldier he had always been, even though he was obliged to lean on his silver-handled cane to do so. You need fear no interruption from him, or any of his myrmidons. ‘Been led up the garden path by that confounded rapscallion. " He offered cigars, and Ruth got up. Are you prepared to do it?” Her hands clenched. Her prevailing effect was one of quiet and complete assurance, as though she knew all about everything, and was only restrained by her instinctive delicacy from telling what she knew. ‘Though we might have done, if a certain addlepated clothhead hadn’t let her get away. She had agonized over it for weeks. " So saying, he scrambled over the rubbish, and got into the chimney. Yes, very well. The assemblage was for the most part, if not altogether, composed of persons to whom vice in all its aspects was too familiar to present much of novelty, in whatever form it was exhibited. Somehow or other his reputation as a hardened and unassailable bachelor had won for him during the last few years a comparative immunity from attentions on the part of those women with whom he had been brought into contact. "Goodness only knows what he's reserved for," rejoined the widow in a desponding tone; "but if Mynheer Van Galgebrok, whom I met last night at the Cross Shovels, spoke the truth, little Jack will never die in his bed.
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