“—but this cannot be. No one would ever know what happened to him. ” “It is for your good—your good only I am thinking,” he declared. This done, he followed the course which Jack had just taken. The gallant woollen-draper was now in his thirty-sixth year. He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. A queer nut. . ‘All right, Trodger. “Well, well, Martin. There was no one to be seen.
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