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"I tell you what, Jack," said Gay, "I've several urgent engagements this morning;
but I'll return to-morrow, and hear the rest of your story. Kneebone, a woollen-draper in Wych Street, with whose pockets, it appears,
Jack, when a lad, made a little too free. She could feel
Michelle’s nervousness leaching into her spine. Then she went in and up-stairs, hesitated on the landing,
and finally, a little breathless and with an air of great dignity, opened the door
and walked into Ann Veronica’s room. Suppose her father turned her
out of doors! She did not care, she meant to go. "I dare say she has
called to inquire about Jack. Sadly, the
Christmas break came to an end. I'm sure she'll let me go, though.
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