Her stifled misery had betrayed her. ” She laughed. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. “How gratified she must have been! If only I had known I would have made an effort to get home in time for dinner. I think it inadvisable—I don’t want an intimacy to spring up between you and a man of that type. I saw it this morning in the Daily Journal—an advertisement, offering a reward—" "A reward!" echoed Jack. So I ran away, blindly, knowing nothing of the world outside.
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