“We have,” he said, “to be the utmost friends. "I am no man's mistress," answered the widow, crimsoning to her temples, but
preserving her meek deportment, and humble tone. Marvel, who had been a little
discomposed by the treatment he had experienced on Holborn Hill, very
composedly filled and lighted his pipe. ’ A
thought caught in her mind and she turned quickly to her old nurse. By this time, Jack's reputation had risen to such a height with the populace,—his
exploits having become the universal theme of discourse, that the streets were
almost impassable for the crowds collected to obtain a view of him. "Who isn't it like?" he asked, endeavouring to gain possession of the drawing,
which, af the sound of his footstep, she crushed between her fingers.
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