He drove her to the Beck house, pulling up behind Cathy's red Nissan. No offence, I hope. “Let me show you something. But I was sorry for poor Jack—as I am still, and hoped he would mend. You'd not know what to do without me, and shan't drive me off. I firmly believe that she is as straight as a die. And there was that dress of hers! She must be warned that she had been imposed upon. He was standing by, rating her ladyship,—who can scarcely stir from the sofa,—while I was packing up her jewels in the case, and I observed that she tried to hide a small casket from him.
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