He was fast rising to an eminence that no one of his nefarious profession ever reached before him, nor, it is to be hoped, will ever reach again. A short way off in the fields he descried a sort of shed or cow-house, and thither he contrived to drag his weary limbs. He was speechless. ‘Yes, dear Nan, a flirtation. " ***** "To me, you dirty blackguard!" cried Spurlock, flinging aside his helmet. This done, he followed the course which Jack had just taken.
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