He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. "And now," cried Jack, leaping up, "for an achievement, compared with which all I have yet done shall be as nothing!" CHAPTER XVII. "What's that to you?" retorted Jack, surlily. Manning? I suppose there’s a sort of place like a ticket-office. F. . ‘I don’t want a hue and cry after me, I thank you. . "Thames would let himself in; and Jack generally finds an entrance through the backdoor or the shop-window, when he has been out at untimely hours. He slapped his knee. We fixed that.
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