For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. "Give me your hand, Poll, to help me through," cried Jack, as he accomplished the operation. The scrutiny of any strange man provoked a sweaty terror. “Will you come in, Sir John. Blueskin, however, was not unattended. Be this as it may, Jonathan remained the victor; and shortly afterwards,—at the price of a third of his estate, it was whispered,—he procured Trenchard's liberation from confinement.
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