Earles?” he inquired. In an instant the expectant calm of Westminster was ended, and the very Speaker in the chair blenched at the sound of the policemen’s whistles. The poet's appearance altogether was highly prepossessing. Jackson smiled and put on the air of a man who knows more than he cares to tell. Why did the beggar hang on down there, when he could have enjoyed all that civilization had to offer? Yes, he would be mighty glad to see McClintock; and the sooner he came the better. Nor, indeed, did she want to refuse. The night had swallowed him up, but his work on her was done. It’s not like we’re getting married.
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