There sat Jack, evidently in the last stage of intoxication, with his collar opened, his dress disarranged, a pipe in his mouth, a bowl of punch and a halfemptied rummer before him,—there he sat, receiving and returning, or rather attempting to return,—for he was almost past consciousness,—the blandishments of a couple of females, one of whom had passed her arm round his neck, while the other leaned over the back of his chair and appeared from her gestures to be whispering soft nonsense into his ear. “Have you anything to ask the witness?” asked the helpful inspector. Perhaps," she added, in a whisper, as she appropriated the beforenamed article, "he has a pocket-book. And I’ll have that story off you as we journey back to town. The assemblage which was gathered together was almost countless. You would not have the slightest difficulty. " "Oh! let me die," groaned the widow. The elusive Jane tapped her on the shoulder after class. “But how can you?” asked Constance. ‘Don’t dare address me by such a title. ” She stopped with an air of interrogation.
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