What a frightened fool he was! If he could not remember her name, it was equally possible that already she had forgotten his. Jack appealed to the new auditors, and again detailed his story, but with no better success than heretofore. ‘You ain’t got nothing on me. ” Anna’s eyes opened a little wider, but she said nothing. "My horse has had a fall," replied Jack, assuming to perfection—for he was a capital mimic,—the tones of Quilt Arnold. You have been her guardian angel. "These writer chaps are queer birds. "Lord, if I can only remember to write it exactly as you told it!" He jumped to his feet.
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