That night in his den he smoked many pipes. "'Odd's! bodikins!" cried Jack, rubbing his cheek, "I'm in luck to-day. He felt that he might soon be separated—perhaps, for ever—from the fond little creature he held in his arms, whom he had always regarded with the warmest fraternal affection, and the thought of how much she would suffer from the separation so sensibly affected him, that he could not help joining in her grief. How would he act when he learned that it had vanished? She gathered up the manuscripts and restored them to the envelope. She flew up from her stool and faced the door. Taber did not leave all his money in the office. To-night she could have hugged both the old maids. Saint Giles's Round-house. " Prudence felt the hands stiffen oddly; and again the thought came to her that perhaps this poor child's father had once been, perhaps still was, in the same category as this Taber.
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