Jack, whose back was towards it, did not see it; but he heard, from the pitying exclamations of the crowd, that it was in view. Anyhow, it were me as got you down to the wetnurse. " The woollen-draper's application to the bell was answered by a very pretty young woman, with dark Jewish features, roguish black eyes, sleek glossy hair, a trim waist, and a remarkably neat figure: the very model, in short, of a bachelor's housekeeper. In one hand she carried a long-stalked red rose, dripping with dew, in the other the post-bag. ” “But Hainault—was—a pal. The reward is mine.
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