" "Till midnight," replied Jack. She cursed herself for a fool. She had asked to borrow his pencil out of dire necessity. No doubt she was wondering what he had done in Charvill’s house and what he intended now. I shall lose my fees and the laced coat. At six o'clock, the wicket was shut; and at nine, the jail was altogether locked up. Neither would she allow herself to feel guilty nor would she allow him to find a way into the house. There it is. Cathy threw Mike a look. This was no light conquest; nor was it a government easily maintained. I can never be grateful enough.
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