’ She jumped up, and moved impatiently to the door. She was not afraid of violence, but she was afraid of something mean, some secondary kind of force. But he dismissed that because then she would ask her lover and not him all these things. Jack was in excellent spirits; and by his wit, drollery and agreeable demeanour, speedily became a great favourite with the turnkey, who allowed him every indulgence consistent with his situation. His advice was mostly practical. ‘She’s gone. ” He frowned. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key.
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