"Farewell!" cried Jack, breaking from them, and rushing down the street. She had been obliged to spend the night in that fateful bedchamber, the faithful Kimble—who had foraged at a nearby inn, bringing back a large pie and a jug of porter for his mistress—guarding the door outside. ” “That’s why, in a way, I’m prudish. Jack was almost afraid of speaking; but at length he summoned courage to call out "Mother!" "Who's there?" asked a faint voice from the bed. The whole affair interested him deeply. And I’d do it again for you if needs be. I didn’t see everything last time. He then tried the door of Mr.
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