You have changed from the veriest butterfly to a woman—you wear different clothes, you have the air of another world. Lord Charvill champed upon an invisible bit for a moment or two, closing the gap between himself and the girl, and muttering the name to himself in an overwrought sort of way. ‘Pray you, do me this one little service, and do not ask me why. I am five-and-thirty, and I have knocked about in the world and tasted the quality of life. Finding it impossible to descend on any side, without incurring serious risk, Jack resolved to return for his blanket, by the help of which he felt certain of accomplishing a safe landing on the roof of the house in Giltspur Street.
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