On the same peg and evidently belonging to it was a black velvet Zouave jacket. The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation. " "Help me through at all hazards, Poll," cried Jack, straining towards the opening. The beautiful city that she had been awed by and even grown to love had been abandoned. Almost worthy of your own fertile imagination. She dropped beside the chair, sat cross-legged, and laughed at the futile jade-coloured wall. "Do me the favour to seat yourself, Jack," said Sir James. Project Gutenberg is a registered trademark, and may not be used if you charge for the eBooks, unless you receive specific permission.
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