Capes stood side by side upon an old Persian carpet that did duty as a hearthrug in the dining-room of their flat and surveyed a shining dinner-table set for four people, lit by skilfully-shaded electric lights, brightened by frequent gleams of silver, and carefully and simply adorned with sweet-pea blossom. Ah! I shall never forget the figure Jack cut on that occasion. We must always move on. Miching Mallecho. "What weight are these irons?" asked Jonathan, coolly addressing one of the partners. ’ ‘Well, I am glad he did not,’ intervened Lucilla, forestalling another withering comment from the captain. CHAPTER II.
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