CHAPTER XXVI Spurlock went out on his toes, careful lest the bamboo curtain rattle behind him. He gave her one of the sweaty red cans. " "What time is it?" inquired Jack. Kneebone, a woollen-draper in Wych Street, with whose pockets, it appears, Jack, when a lad, made a little too free. Mike was showing his territorial instincts, brought out by the fact that he was drunk. " As Jack made no reply, the woman proceeded. Then the incredible happened. The miserable woman staggered, uttered a deep groan, and fell senseless on the straw. “I am glad,” she told herself, “I came.
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