This was the reason he had raised his little independent Company of Light Infantry and joined the West Kent Militia. Taking his new purchase under his arm, Jack proceeded to a small tavern in the same street, where, having ordered dinner, he went to a bed-room to attire himself. Mirages, over which he was constantly throwing bridges which were wasted efforts, since invariably they spanned solid ground. Tears started to the young man's eyes on beholding the change, and it was with difficulty he could command himself sufficiently to make the inquiries he desired to do respecting the former owner of the house. Up to dinner yesterday I did not expect to come to Canton. What has been the matter?” “Toothache,” he answered laconically. But, as you perceive, I brought it away with me.
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