In Darrell's open features, frankness and honour were written in legible characters; while, in Jack's physiognomy, cunning and knavery were as strongly imprinted. . “Can you spare me forty pounds?” she said. " "Mine is Howard Spurlock. " "Won't you go?" cried Jack passionately. All the rest—Movements! I can live now on fourpence a day. Jack turned away with an aching heart. " "Ah. "I can't tell you!" she replied, blushing deeply, and clinching her little hand as tightly as possible; "it's a secret!" "I'll soon find it out, then," he returned, playfully forcing the paper from her grasp.
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