She tried to imagine the collective effect of the Fadden Ball; she had never seen a fancy-dress gathering in her life. “It was only yesterday I had your letter, and you never mentioned coming over. He just wants to get laid. If only you knew what this means to me!" "We do, lad," replied McClintock, gravely. " "Wood's daughter, I suppose?" observed the other. “You will not object,” he said, glancing towards her, “to accepting a deposit. on. Bah! She does not know me very well, and you—not at all. ’ ‘Oh, yes I do,’ Martha said, getting up off the bed. "May I beg to know whom I've the pleasure of adressing? Jackson, I conclude, is merely an assumed name. She proffered her neck towards him. A noise was next heard, as if some instrument were applied to the door with the intent to force it open, and Jack's fears were at once dispelled, At first, he had imagined they were officers of justice, come to convey him to a stronger prison: but the voice of one of the parties, which he recognised, convinced him they were his friends.
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