"Surely," he added, staring at Rowland, "either I'm greatly mistaken, or it is—" "You are not mistaken, Baptist," returned Rowland with a gesture of silence; "it is your old friend. Gin is the poor man's friend,—his sole set-off against the rich man's luxury. Jack and his comrade went to the Mint, where he was joined by Edgeworth Bess, with whom he sat down most unconcernedly to supper. The season was ripe for mating, she thought to herself bitterly. "His life—or yours?" "No one shall harm you more, my dear," cried Lady Trafford.
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