She veiled her emotion by taking off his overcoat. " "I think I remember reading something about your father in the papers," observed Wood. The four tourists contributed varied sums: the spinsters ten cents each, the girl a shilling, the young man a Mexican dollar. I—I am a lovesick idiot, and not accountable for my actions. "I am no man's mistress," answered the widow, crimsoning to her temples, but preserving her meek deportment, and humble tone. She went to her room and changed the loose morning gown in which she had lunched for a dark walking dress. She could learn nothing of her son, and only obtained one solitary piece of information, which added to, rather than alleviated her misery,—namely, that Jonathan Wild had paid a secret visit to the Cross Shovels. He went in and leaned, panting, against one wall. "An idea has just occurred to me," said Gay, "which Jack's narrative has suggested.
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