" "I, a thief?" "Aye; thief, Roundhead and all. During this colloquy, Jack had contrived unobserved to put on the hood and cloak, and being about the size of the rightful owner, presented a very tolerable resemblance to her. The world had not passed by but had gone around it in a tremendous half-circle. "The gentleman is a stranger to me, Poll," replied the woollen-draper, with increased embarrassment. " Winifred was going to say "No," but she checked herself; and, with cheeks mantling with blushes, murmured, "I wish you wouldn't tease me about Jack Sheppard. Your life is like a funeral March. "Who? Jack!" exclaimed Jonathan. Buried under various ancestral sixteenths, smothered under modern thought, liberty of action and bewildering variety of flesh-pots, it was still alive to the extent that it needed only his present state to resuscitate it in all its peculiar force. "Hell's curses!" roared Jonathan.
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