" "Oh God!" exclaimed Jack, paralysed by her cries. “She’s my wife,” the man muttered. He did so care for you. I wanted John to be proud to be seen with me. So I've grown hard—outside. I gather you wish to go up in some fantastic get-up, wrapped about in your opera cloak, and that after the festivities you propose to stay with these friends of yours, and without any older people in your party, at an hotel. It was, in his opinion, the most astonishing letter he had ever read. And he departed, just as Wood, who had become alarmed by Thames's long absence, made his appearance with a blunderbuss in his hand. I'll not forget your two mistresses, Jack.
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