"Women must have their wills while they live, since they can make none when they die," observed Wood, as he imprinted a kiss of reconciliation on the plump hand of his consort;—a sentiment to the correctness of which the party chiefly interested graciously vouchsafed her assent. Forgetting the dark thoughts of his last brush with the girl, he dropped the dagger back in his pocket, quickened his pace, and went back into the house to look for his hostess. They were Jonathan Wild and Quilt Arnold. " "I'v not failed," returned Jack, angrily; "but we've done too much. Men had tried to kiss her— unshaven derelicts, some of them terrible—but she had always managed to escape. Michelle looked like she was about to throw up herself.
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