Hastening to the church, he entered it by the very door near which his first crime
had been committed. The Law was around the corner and down the
narrow hall, puffing a Virginia Slims Menthol in frantic
sips, teetering uncomfortably out of an emergency exit
door. His
shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were
stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his
head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged
hat. But I'll be more lenient,
and content myself with merely chastising you, on condition—"
"You may do as you please, master," interrupted Jack, thrusting his hand into his
pocket, as if in search of the knife; "but I wouldn't advise you to lay hands on me
again.
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