" "A child!" thought Wood; it must be the fugitive Darrell. Jack seemed glad enough to rest, his back against the wall, and closed his eyes. She even touched lightly on her father’s unreasonableness. " "It wasn't the fumes of whisky that toppled him out of his chair. She passed people in the streets and regarded them with a quickening apprehension, once or twice came girls dressed in slatternly finery, going toward Regent Street from out these places. “GOOD CATCH, ALBERT!” A husky girl had bayed as she witnessed the puck’s abrupt flight. Lord knew why he had any interest in an impertinent girl who would certainly have spit him with that dagger! He reached into his pocket and brought it out, examining it in the increasing light as he slowly made his way back up the terrace.
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