"Not as I loved mine. "I hardly know," returned Jack; "but it's not safe for me to remain much longer here. ’ The girl nodded understandingly. One’s got to be a better man than one’s father, or what is the good of successive generations? Life is rebellion, or nothing. There were always parrots and parrakeets screaming in the fruit groves. Lonesomeness isn't my worry. Attempts were made upon the door of the Lodge; but it was too strong to be forced. The houses on Snow Hill were thronged, like those in Old Bailey. That is very bad, certainly, and for this he was extremely sorry. This morning he heard voices—McClintock's and the Wastrel's.
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