James Figg was the most perfect master of self-defence of his day. Kneebone, who began to feel sleepy, wound it up, and snuffed the candles. “Tell me,” he said; “speak to me. "I loved you," replied Jack,—"don't start—it is over now—I loved you, I say, as a boy. Only you good ones— shirk. He seemed to have shrunken in his seat.
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