"Ay, ay, I'll go, fast enough!" returned Jonathan, putting his hands into his pockets, "but not alone, Sir Rowland. G'night, kids. The lady whose husband had been Mayor of Hartlepool looked at Anna and sniffed. Gin is the poor man's friend,—his sole set-off against the rich man's luxury. And she is very young, younger than her years.
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