“You asked me in to tea,” he protested. He saw now that it was merely a boy. I suppose I was a little idiotic—I don’t think we either of us mentioned the future, but it was arranged that I should go the next afternoon and have tea with her. "It is addressed to my mother," he added, as his eye glanced rapidly over it, "and by my father. From this sorrowful state he was aroused by a loud derisive whistle, followed by a still louder laugh; and, looking up, he beheld the impudent countenance of Jack Sheppard immediately before him.
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