The fellow Kimble, to whom Gerald was indebted, was gaping. Wood gave the required promise, though he could not help thinking that if either of them had cause to be jealous he was the party. " "Not at fisticuffs, perhaps," interrupted Jack, fiercely; "but I've my knife. "Curse you! Where are the bailiffs? Rot you! have you lost your tongue? Devil seize you! you could bawl loud enough a moment ago!" "Silence, Blueskin!" interposed an authoritative voice, immediately behind the ruffian. The stranger concluded he could not be far from his destination, and a turn in the road showed him the house. Some one may observe us. Or else he was indeed obsessed. " The girl's eyes filled. If you desire to please me, you will go. Before he could return, Jack had made good his retreat; and, wandering about the lanes and hedges, kept out of sight as much as possible.
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