Having watched the funeral at some distance, Jonathan fancied he could discern the figure of Jack; but not being quite sure, he entered the church. He was not quite sure whether, after all, he had been wise. In the upper hall he paused to listen. Henry Clay, thirteen cents in Hong-Kong and two-bits in that dear old New York. It was perfectly logical. Manning.
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