The leg and wing of a duck were disposed of by this gentleman in a twinkling; a brace of pigeons and a pound of steak followed with equal celerity; and he had just begun to make a fierce assault upon the eggs and ham. Jack seemed glad enough to rest, his back against the wall, and closed his eyes. The air was sweet with the smoky perfume of myrrh, hazy and dense with incense. The parlour was cluttered but cosy. " "Devil take the key!" ejaculated Wood. “Do you know,” she said, “that every one is remarking how ill you look. “I changed my last shilling yesterday. Wood," observed Jackson, in a slightly-sarcastic tone. She would ignore him. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key.
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