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She was standing there, smiling at the audience as at her friends. "What of her?" exclaimed Jack, starting up. He stirred continually, thrusting his legs about and flinging his arms above his head. He looked at her, his eyes filled with excited terror and astonishment at her move. The road which wound by Westbourne Green, gave him a full view of the hill of Hampstead with its church, its crest of houses, and its villas peeping from out the trees. By this time, Jack's reputation had risen to such a height with the populace,—his exploits having become the universal theme of discourse, that the streets were almost impassable for the crowds collected to obtain a view of him. When she had finished the first tale, there was a sense of disappointment. And if she was ever found living in the area like that, homeless, John could somehow find out.
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