“I mean to go to prison directly the session is over,” said Miss Klegg. “I’m sorry. Wood, reproachfully, as they returned to the parlour. Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess. " While this order was obeyed, Figg, who had been standing near the door, made his way to the prisoner, and offered him his huge hand, which Jack warmly grasped. "I am quite easy now; receive my blessing, my dear son; and if we never meet again, rest assured my last prayer shall be for you. "Your son is a lad of spirit, Mr.
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