Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. "You don't eat," continued Kneebone, addressing Jack, who had remained for some time thoughtful, and pre-occupied with his head upon his hand. And finally, when Jeremiah, having bestowed upon Mrs. Melusine fetched her stool and plonked it down next to her great-aunt’s chair. "You've got him?" demanded Ireton.
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