“Why, among other things, did I put my knuckles in his neck—deliberately to hurt him?” She tried to sound the humorous note. But when she was thinking it over in her room that evening vague and baffling doubts came drifting across this conviction. ” “Madman!” “Blithering ass!” The girl looked into the two indignant faces and held out both her hands. ‘Get out! Out, I say! Think I want another miserable cowardly good-for-nothing wastrel on my hands? Begone! Out of my house!’ He drove them to the door, grimly satisfied when the girl’s nerve broke. ToC Nearly nine years after the events last recorded, and about the middle of May, 1724, a young man of remarkably prepossessing appearance took his way, one afternoon, along Wych Street; and, from the curiosity with which he regarded the houses on the left of the road, seemed to be in search of some particular habitation.
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