During this colloquy, Jack had contrived unobserved to put on the hood and cloak, and being about the size of the rightful owner, presented a very tolerable resemblance to her. The slow stars circled on to the moment of their meeting. One chance in a thousand, and that would be the girl. The Old Mint. All her tender lures, inherent and acquired, had shattered themselves futilely against the reserve he had set between them. Now, in her old place, she was doing her best thoroughly to enjoy a most indifferent dinner. A third that joined this to the chambers at the front of the house.
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