Quilt Arnold was stationed at the stair-head, near which the boat containing the captive boy was moored. They were properly brought up, and sat still and straight, and took the luck fate brought them as gentlewomen should. ‘Oh, dearie me, you make me feel a traitor. Securing the chain in the best way he could, Jack then hurried down two pair of stairs, and had nearly reached the lobby, when a door suddenly opened, and two persons appeared, one of whom held a light. After all, the Wastrel was in luck: he was alone. 1.
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