Read that letter, Thames—my lord marquis, I mean. "Sir Rowland is your uncle—he will be your guardian—he will protect you. The girl was in the game now, and that narrowed the circle. There had been disappointments and humiliations, and although she hated to admit it even to herself, she was in desperate straits. My dress, my person will be minutely described. All houses of means had not only a maid but usually a whole staff of servants. And do you, Jack, attend to your work, and mind you don't get into further mischief. ToC Mrs. '" "Let me see," cried Jack, snatching the paper, and eagerly perusing the advertisement. "Who isn't it like?" he asked, endeavouring to gain possession of the drawing, which, af the sound of his footstep, she crushed between her fingers.
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