” She assented, smiling. "Rather cramped, eh?" "Rather so, Sir," replied the other, altering his position. "Fool!" he cried, "do you think I wouldn't have secured you before this if I hadn't some motive for my forbearance?" "And that motive is fear," replied Jack contemptuously. The young man was mollified by her sympathy, and flattered by the obvious attempts of several of the other guests to draw him into conversation. His apparel was sumptuous in the extreme, and such as was only worn by persons of the highest distinction. "Follow me, Thames," cried Jack, dropping into the chasm. . She wanted air—and the distraction of having moving and changing things about her. Her eyes flashed.
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