"Get up, mother," cried Jack; "do not kneel to him. Probably he will come around to-morrow and begin all over again. "Before you go, bring me the bottle of pineapple rum I opened yesterday. But, answer me. He’s a prig to the finger-tips, is Sir John—doesn’t know what an artist is.
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