"Once there," proceeded Wild, without noticing the interruption, "he's as good as in his grave. “What’s that young lady’s name—girl in dark brown, stranger here?” Mr. She is English, and apparently in some distress. ” “All the more reason why she shouldn’t get herself talked about. " "Dying!" echoed the knight. It was 1582. Now drop it. He barely shook the rose petals from her hair. "Thames, I entreat—" "Your wishes are my laws, beloved, girl," replied Kneebone, bowing profoundly. Having drunk as much as he thought prudent, and thanked his unknown friend for his attention, Jack again lay down on the straw, and indulged himself with another nap, intending to get up as soon as it was perfectly dark.
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