"I call this ere crib the Little-Ease, arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall. " "Help me through at all hazards, Poll," cried Jack, straining towards the opening. ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me. He was really very proud of her, and extraordinarily angry and resentful at the innocent and audacious selfreliance that seemed to intimate her sense of absolute independence of him, her absolute security without him. She lifted the sheet and gestured for him to join her.
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