” 243 She felt a mixture of embarrassment, humiliation, and pride well up in her cheeks, flushing them. I've seen him often do it. Figg," replied Jack, smiling; "for, before I'm taken to Tyburn, I mean to borrow a shirt for the occasion from you. Get the pole out of your ass. Close upon this came another thought. In the twilight he had ceased to be a person one could tackle and shame; he had become something more general, a something that crawled and sneaked toward her and would not let her alone. Advancing with a slow firm step to the stone-block he placed his left foot upon it, drew himself up to his full height, and fixed a look so stern upon Jonathan, that the thief-taker quailed before it. The place for reading. One’s sense of proportion, battered out of all shape in the daily life of cities, reasserts itself.
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