They were talking of “Alcide,” as they often did in those days. Purney, the ordinary, who had latterly conceived a great regard for Jack, addressed him in a discourse, which, while it tended to keep alive his feelings of penitence, was calculated to afford him much consolation. It was he who saw them first coming down the room—Annabel in a wonderful white satin gown in front, and Sir John stiff, unbending, disapproving, bringing up the rear. The class laughed, a few putting their hands to their foreheads in a military salute to mock her. “You’re a student, perhaps?” said the tall woman. "You are, Sir," thundered Jonathan; "and, unless you find him, you shan't hold your place a week. Are you now satisfied?" "No," interposed Wood, furiously, "I shall never be satisfied till I see you hanged on the highest gibbet at Tyburn. . He deserves none. "Yes, yes," replied Edgeworth Bess.
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