“You are neither of you in the least like the ordinary boarding-house young man. “Poor old Alice!” Her brother Roddy came to her and demanded tea, and asked her to state a case. At last, after a long rumbling journey in a stuffy windowless van, she reached Canongate Prison—for Holloway had its quota already. Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. "Enough!" rejoined Wild; "he shall not return. CHAPTER I.
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