The clerk at the Raffles Hotel had accorded her but scant interest. ‘Wait! At least tell me where I can find you. “See you to-night, I suppose?” He sauntered off. "Shoot him! shoot him! Put him out of hish mishery," cried the Jew. The streets were deserted as they drove past familiar sites. Good night. "If you've done wrong, confess it, and I'll forgive you!" "I don't deserve to be forgiven!" returned Jack, bursting into tears; "for I'm afraid I've done very wrong.
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