Battle, murder, and sudden death—and an old chap like McClintock tuning his piano in the midst of it. Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself. ’ The lady uttered a scornful sound. He himself, middle-aged, steeped in traditions of the City and moneymaking, very ill-skilled in all the lighter graces of life, as he himself well knew, could yet come to her invested with something of the halo of romance by the almost magical powers of an unlimited banking account. . She was, as Capes had said, a hard young woman. And the less “anything” happened the better. The horns were the worst, slipping in and out of tune and rushing the easy sections, fighting everyone else. "Odd's life!" cried Gay, in astonishment; "is this slight-made stripling Jack Sheppard? Why, I expected to see a man six foot high at the least, and as broad across the shoulders as our friend Figg.
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