. I couldn’t sit down for a week!” “Oh, how terrible for you. Wood, with a candle in his hand, which Jack instantly blew out, and darted down stairs. . "Halloa!" cried Jack, looking round, and trying to fix his inebriate gaze upon the speaker,—"who's that?" "Your mother," replied Mrs. Neither you nor your mother shall escape me. It was there in the breast pocket, stiff and legal looking. "But I soon shall be," returned Jack; "take these," he added, flinging the handcuffs against the wooden partition, "and wear 'em yourself.
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