" "Poh! poh!" rejoined Ireton; "it was mere idle boasting. Spare him!—pity me!" With this she arose, and, taking up the infant, was about to proceed down stairs, when she was alarmed by hearing the street-door opened, and the sound of heavy footsteps entering the house. She dropped the locket into its sweet hiding place. ‘I trust you were not altogether disgusted when I kissed you. He's now in spring-ankle warehouse with Sir Rowland Trenchard. " "Faithful fellow!" murmured Jack. " "I'll have a look-see before I make any decision. The tide'll bring him to us fast enough. “Not too bad. After a certain amount of manœuvring, however, he was induced to crawl around, and in a few minutes came to stop again before a tall brightly-painted house, which seemed like an oasis of colour and assertive prosperity in a long dingy row. ’ ‘Yes, do. It opened and a nun’s head popped out.
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