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Ann Veronica looked bright and a little elated, and she disregarded her father’s
invitation to be seated. '"
"Let me see," cried Jack, snatching the paper, and eagerly perusing the
advertisement. A stiff, formally-cut
coat of cinnamon-coloured cloth, with rows of plate buttons, each of the size of a
crown piece, on the sleeves, pockets, and skirts, reached the middle of his legs;
and his costume was completed by the silver-hilted sword at his side, and the
laced hat under his left arm. CHAPTER IX. ’
‘Indeed, I’m beginning to think so,’ he said ruefully. "
"I wish you hadn't mentioned her," said Jack, in a broken voice, while his whole
frame shook with emotion. Everything I could do!
Your father sat up all night. It
doesn’t mean that these men deserve to die for whatever
they have done, John. "
"Well, it's mighty fine of you to break your journey in this fashion—for someone
you don't know, a passer-by. “I’ve got it. My name is Wild—
Jonathan Wild.
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