He then mounted the jaded hack, which had long since regained its legs, and was quietly browsing the grass at the road-side, and, striking spurs into its side, rode off. The intoxicating sense of novelty had given place to a more business-like mood. His vocal collection comprised a couple of flash songs pasted against the wall, entitled 'The Thief-Catcher's Prophecy,' and the 'Life and Death of the Darkman's Budge;' while his extraordinary mechanical skill was displayed in what he termed (Jack had a supreme contempt for orthography,) a 'Moddle of his Mas. “Wasn’t Parliament to reassemble?” He put out his hand and leaned against a tree and crossed his legs. I don’t think of you as a kid. I will dedicate my books to you.
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