On the bench was set a quartern
measure of gin, a crust of bread, and a slice of cheese. Mr. Do you remember what I said when you took me at the Mint four days ago?
I told you my turn would come. It was still
too dark for reading, but she could see well enough to note the number of the last
page—fifty-six. She would never forget the agony of that first meal in the great dining room. She wrenched her head away from his grip and got her arm between his
chest and hers. White, my landlady, believes his
story. There sat Jack, evidently in the last stage of intoxication, with his collar
opened, his dress disarranged, a pipe in his mouth, a bowl of punch and a halfemptied rummer before him,—there he sat, receiving and returning, or rather
attempting to return,—for he was almost past consciousness,—the
blandishments of a couple of females, one of whom had passed her arm round
his neck, while the other leaned over the back of his chair and appeared from her
gestures to be whispering soft nonsense into his ear. "So, you young fool, I have found you!" she said, harshly. "I'll place it to your account, Sir Rowland," answered the thief-taker, smiling
significantly. ”
“You—you did what?” Anna exclaimed.
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