“I’ve got nothing in the world to pack with except a toy size portmanteau. ‘He arst me to find him someone who might go with you. . Or, after all, is it worth while? The Channel is a little broader than the Boulevards— but one crosses it sometimes. Meet me. The old fool’s been working on you through your sister to keep off the stage. Man's fate is in his own hands. Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. "Where's Thames?" he hastily inquired.
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