Mr. Wood was so much exhausted that he was obliged to retire to his own room, where he continued for some hours overpowered by grief. With his foodle doo! This carpenter he had a wife, The plague and torment of his life, Who, though she did her husband scold, Loved well a woollen-draper bold. She must speak to Jack. I thought it better not to send him away till I'd mentioned the circumstance to you. . After all, the Wastrel was in luck: he was alone. " "I should like to hear all particulars of the affair," said Jackson, "if it wouldn't be troubling you too much. As far as I can, I belong to them all. The detective reckoned that his quarry would be up in ten days more. On the contrary, he was a universal favourite, and numbered amongst his intimate acquaintances the choicest spirits of the time,—Pope, Swift, Arbuthnot, and "all the better brothers. "I won't trouble you further, Jack," he remarked.
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