Nor was Jack by any means the only stripling in the room. The next morning she went out with her post-office savings bank-book, and telegraphed for a warrant to draw out all the money she had in the world. “I can’t endure it,” she said. "I'm at your mercy, Poll," rejoined Kneebone, abjectly. They are for serving me.
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