" Hastening from this heart-rending spectacle, Jack soon reached the grating that divided the men's compartment from that appropriated to the women. You do not know him. “Sure. " "Are you ready?" said Trenchard, striding towards the door. "My horse has had a fall," replied Jack, assuming to perfection—for he was a capital mimic,—the tones of Quilt Arnold. " "Give me an acquittance," said Trenchard. “You see, dear, one IS passionately anxious for something—what is it? One wants to be CLEAN.
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