The Victorians over-did it a little, I admit. A severe pang shot through Jack's heart, and he would have given worlds if he possessed them to have seen his friend once more. ‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your grandfather, girl. If I don't, you shall clap me in the Condemned Hold in his stead. He had dungarees on and a blue work shirt. Man or woman. They did not have to wait long. "I began to fear, from his having quitted the old place, that some misfortune must have befallen him. ’ Hilary’s gaze was raking the room. ‘Will you stop hedging? I’m hanged if I go on with this ridiculous cat and mouse game.
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