He reached a silver cigar and cigarette box from the sideboard and put it before his father-in-law, and for a time the preliminaries of smoking occupied them both. Melusine had confessed this morning, that she had borrowed his horse, that Jack had met with his accident through her fault. Dashing through the open door, he crossed the Old Bailey, plunged into a narrow court on the opposite side of the way, and was out of sight in a minute, baffling all pursuit. It probably had its own repulsive oubliette in the bottom, where tiny princesses could fall and break their necks. If Jack should die, all though her fault, she could never forgive herself.
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