"Ha!" he exclaimed, with a sudden start, as his glance fell upon the portrait; "how came this into your possession, boy?" "Why don't you answer, sirrah?" cried Wild, in a savage tone, and striking him with the silver staff. “I’m fine,” she said softly. Besides, you cannot visit people armed with a pistol in London, you know. Recognising the handwriting, he glanced swiftly at the signature, and uttering an explosive curse, cast the paper from him. Without an idea where he was going, Jack pursued his way through the fields; and, as he proceeded, the numbness of his limbs in some degree wore off, and his confidence returned. Whatever he wrote he was: he became this or that character, he suffered or prospered equally. To return was impossible,—to raise himself certain destruction.
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