They were both dressed in every respect alike. "And so you'll turn highwayman, will you, you young dog?" continued the carpenter, cuffing him soundly,—"rob the mails, like Jack Hall, I suppose. The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had. He pumped as she raised her legs obediently. Oh, Jack! repent, while it is yet time, of your evil conduct. ‘En tout cas, I have waiting for me a cavalier. They walked side by side for a time. The image in the glass was not clear, for the light was not bright enough to see properly, but the shadows of her riding habit and the hat with its waving plumes framed a countenance that gazed serenely back at her out of long-lashed blue eyes. He shot at me at the ‘Unusual,’ and the magistrates bound him over to keep the peace. The carpet was a quiet drugget and not excessively worn, and the bed in the corner was covered by a white quilt. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances. Wood, with a candle in his hand, which Jack instantly blew out, and darted down stairs.
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