" "Ay, here I am," said Jack, throwing off his hat and wig, and marching towards the group, amongst whom there was a general movement of surprise at his audacity. I want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write the word—your husband. . Lights glimmered in the windows of the different houses; and a lamp-lighter was running from post to post on his way to Snow Hill. Lucy felt a finger tap her on the bra strap as she observed Michelle chatting with yet another passing group of people.
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