“You mean to tell me” he said, “that you have a lover? While I have been keeping you! Yes—keeping you!” This view of life he hurled at her as if it were an offensive missile. "Heaven be praised, I am not the son of a nobleman. Here was the corner-stone of a capital story; but he knew that Howard Spurlock would never write it. I have the right also to throw you out. Along the floor ran an iron bar to which Jack's chain was attached, so that he could move along it from one end of the chamber to the other. Whilst she was wondering how to frame her request for an advance, Mr. Sleep did not come easily, but eventually her mind stopped its chattering and she fell into a deep slumber.
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