I’m not mad that he has eyes for you instead of me, not mad at all. A man might be without relatives, but certainly he would not be without friends, that is to say, without letters. Wood among them?" asked Jack, eagerly. A dissipated, loose-living man. The road which wound by Westbourne Green, gave him a full view of the hill of Hampstead with its church, its crest of houses, and its villas peeping from out the trees. . He displayed none of the airy optimism of their previous talk over the downland gate.
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