"Confusion! the rascal must have picked my pocket of your letters," whispered Kneebone, "What's to be done?" "What's to be done! Why, I'm undone! How imprudent in you not to burn them. . . " "You'll take the consequences, then?" "Willingly. She felt herself getting into a corner. To-morrow, we'll go to the Fleet and get spliced. She looked down tassels of his shiny shoes with a scowl. He did not pocket it, but sat hefting it lightly from hand to hand, watching the girl thoughtfully.
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