” “It presented a large impenetrable back, and went on thinking about something else. " "I've no intention of stirring," replied the woollen-draper, who was thus unceremoniously disturbed: "and I beg you'll sit down, Mr. I’m a soldier, you see. But after all, Mrs. She became eager to explain herself, to show herself in the right light. "I've been wondering, until this morning, if you were real. Someday I'll take you down there and have them rig up the coconut dance for you. Here, turnkey. ‘This journey I do not like,’ she said more loudly. She removed it. There were the burnt papers still in the grate. There sat Jack, evidently in the last stage of intoxication, with his collar opened, his dress disarranged, a pipe in his mouth, a bowl of punch and a halfemptied rummer before him,—there he sat, receiving and returning, or rather attempting to return,—for he was almost past consciousness,—the blandishments of a couple of females, one of whom had passed her arm round his neck, while the other leaned over the back of his chair and appeared from her gestures to be whispering soft nonsense into his ear. Lost, stolen, or strayed, the Young Person!.
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