"You've won your wager. I'll take them back with me. "I shall value it highly, and will promise never to part with it. " The hint was not lost upon Wood. "And when I further tell you," continued Jack, "that, after yourself and my mother, I am the next heir to the estates of my grandfather, Sir Montacute Trenchard, you will perhaps own that my caution is sufficiently disinterested. We leave England to-night. “Is it any one you know?” Brendon asked. All bad verse—originally the epigram was Lang’s, I believe—is written in a state of emotion. CHAPTER XVI. It’s Providence. Then she goes to a dramatic agent.
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