It is necessary. He did his best not to grin. " "Jack's a noble fellow," exclaimed the head-jailer of Clerkenwell Prison, raising his glass; "and, though he played me a scurvy trick, I'll drink to his speedy deliverance. “Lord!” she said. . She parted the curtains to find him standing there. ’ She stopped, for Jack was feebly laughing. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet.
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