Thames unfolded the drawing, smoothed out its creases, and beheld a portrait of himself. Indeed I must. “The fact is—I don’t know why—this takes me by surprise. There sat Jack, evidently in the last stage of intoxication, with his collar opened, his dress disarranged, a pipe in his mouth, a bowl of punch and a halfemptied rummer before him,—there he sat, receiving and returning, or rather attempting to return,—for he was almost past consciousness,—the blandishments of a couple of females, one of whom had passed her arm round his neck, while the other leaned over the back of his chair and appeared from her gestures to be whispering soft nonsense into his ear. Afraid, no doubt, he thought grimly, that her other visitor would leave. ” “And no one else—has a key?” “I believe,” she said, “that that man must have one. The future? He dared not speculate upon that. " "You may rest assured he does not," rejoined Kneebone, emphatically, "but I am at a loss to understand in what way your father proposes to assist him. A coach was also in attendance, at a little distance. She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank wearily into an easy chair. Sheppard.
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