After knocking for some time at the door without effect, he tried the latch, and to his surprise found it open. The road which wound by Westbourne Green, gave him a full view of the hill of Hampstead with its church, its crest of houses, and its villas peeping from out the trees. This time she feinted as his point came up to deflect her own, and disengaging, passed under and cut at his cheek. She recalled that day of the typhoon and the sloop crashing on the outer reefs. "What are you waiting for?" asked Jack, impatiently.
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