He glanced at Miss Klegg again, and spoke quickly and furtively, with eager eyes on Ann Veronica’s face. He tore his gaze away, aware of the quickening of his heartbeat. When I have traversed the streets a houseless wanderer, driven with curses from every door where I have solicited alms, and with blows from every gateway where I have sought shelter,—when I have crept into some deserted building, and stretched my wearied limbs upon a bulk, in the vain hope of repose,—or, worse than all, when, frenzied with want, I have yielded to horrible temptation, and earned a meal in the only way I could earn one,—when I have felt, at times like these, my heart sink within me, I have drank of this drink, and have at once forgotten my cares, my poverty, my guilt. I can assure you, I wouldn’t be single again for worlds. '" "Slave?" echoed Jack. "No, I won't hear you, murderer," rejoined Wood. These daughters! He gnawed his pen and reflected, tore the sheet up, and began again. E. "I dare say she has called to inquire about Jack.
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