After the first violent outbreak of grief had in some degree subsided, Thames
addressed him. His subjects,
however, were no longer entirely under his control; and, though he managed to
enforce some little attention to his commands, it was evident his authority was
waning fast. While this was going
on, Jack suddenly made a movement which attracted the turnkey's attention; and
during that interval the old man slipped some articles wrapped in a handkerchief
into Bess's hands, who instantly secreted them in her bosom. “Please don’t be sad. “Shut up, you little faggot. “The point is we’re not toys, toys isn’t the
word; we’re litter. A gaunt, powerful man: no feature of his face decided, and yet
for all that it had the significance of a countenance hewn out of rock. It comes to this—am I to be trusted to take care of myself, or am I not?”
“To judge from this proposal of yours, I should say not.
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