A crutch, with a silver handle, stood by her side, proving the state of extreme debility to which she was reduced. And then she came out into the street, sure only of one thing—that she could not return directly to her lodgings. Jack attacked Jonathan with such fury, that he drove him into a shrubbery, and might perhaps have come off the victor, if his foot had not slipped as he made a desperate lunge. ‘I’m not going to arrest you, young Jack—yet. He put down his hat and umbrella, rested his hands on his hips, and regarded Ann Veronica firmly. Cathy sighed. He was walking listlessly along, well-dressed, debonnair, good-looking.
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