"I do," replied Jack, carelessly. In no way could he be said to contribute to the gaiety of the little party. "Well, lad, supposing you read what the editor has to say?" was McClintock's suggestion, when the frolic was over. She cried as he watched, frozen to the ground. But, when the sound of the carriage-wheels died away, and he felt that she was actually gone, his resolution failed him, and he rang the bell violently. A species of vertigo seized him. Hill was exchanging greetings with his hostess, and salutations around the table.
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