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The lights of the Champs Elysées and the Place de la Concorde, suggestive, brilliant, seductive, shone like an army of fireflies against the deep cool background of the night. " "Do you happen to know Jonathan Wild, master?" inquired Jack, altering his tone, and assuming a more respectful demeanour. There was a concerted gasp of shock from both the black-garbed lad and the coachman. Then she looked up at Brendon. He noted the strong white teeth as they snipped the thread. He ventured to the great gates, and by inserting his gimblets into the wood at intervals, so as to form points upon which he could rest his foot, he contrived, to ascend them; and when at the top, having fastened a portion of his dress to the spikes, he managed, not without considerable risk, to draw up his female companion. ‘Don’t dare call her that to my face. Shall we sit outside and drink a petit verre of something to give us an appetite while dinner is being prepared?” “Certainly not,” she answered. "You're a bold fellow, Jack," rejoined the blacksmith. Her eyes were lit with smouldering passion. It seemed to him that a sort of mist had risen up between them. He allowed his irons and clothes to be taken off without resistance. “They would spoil every chance.
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