"But I soon shall be," returned Jack; "take these," he added, flinging the handcuffs against the wooden partition, "and wear 'em yourself. For the first time he seemed to wonder what it might be that she had to confess. There's the paragraph. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. I don’t think I shall ever care for this bonnet again. What a pig she was. But here was a girl—she must be a girl, since she was his daughter and pat-able—imitating the woman quite remarkably and cleverly. " "That boy'll never rest till he finds his vay to Bridewell," observed Sharples. ‘I am extremely displeased. You say that you only love Captain Darrell as a brother—" "Mr. S.
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