And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or
had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared
should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut
the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters. Jonathan smiled contemptuously. Ennison kicked it away with his foot. I’m not a lovesick boy. Could you
just let me in? I have a surprise for him. People are
brought up to be so shy about money. Have you done the
trick at Dollis Hill?—brought off the swag—eh?"
"No," answered Jack, flinging himself sullenly into a chair, "I've not. ”
“You’ll never pay me. But then—Oh! Madam, there are moments—moments of darkness, which
overshadow a whole existence—in the lives of the poor houseless wretches who
traverse the streets, when reason is well-nigh benighted; when the horrible
promptings of despair can, alone, be listened to; and when vice itself assumes
the aspect of virtue. "
"It is not Jack's voice," rejoined Mrs. While this was taking place, another and more serious interruption occurred.
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