Wood's displeasure; and he was the more readily induced to do this, as the conversation began to turn upon his own affairs. There was a time, long, long ago, when the tears would have rushed to my eyes unbidden at the bare mention of generosity like yours, Mr. ‘You have something more to tell me?’ Jack grinned. There’s nothing a girl can do that isn’t sweated to the bone. After I took the bills it was too late to turn back. This was irregular. “Then turn round and go back there,” she directed. He sent a speculative glance at the immobile yellow face. And then the fetters, which were still upon his legs:—how was he to get rid of them? Tired and dispirited, he still wandered on. Just one thing more. “Ass!” he went on, still warming.
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