" "That is your fault, none of mine. " "It was her own fault," observed Blueskin, moodily. Rain changed to hail, then 154 sleet, then snow. And then as we went down you’d try to explain. . Whenever you grow impatient with her, remember the folly of her father. I'm one of those unfortunate duffers who have too much imagination—the kind who build their own chimeras and then run away from them. "It was given me by a man who was drinking t'other night with Blueskin at the Lion! and who, though he slouched his hat over his eyes, and muffled his chin in a handkerchief, must have been Jonathan Wild.
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