‘Oh, you are making a game with me. Single pearls— Lord knows where they come from!—are always turning up, some of them of fine lustre; but I never set eyes on them. “Well?” she said. Jack tried it, and found it locked. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance. " "I feel I have, dear Winny!" replied Thames, abashed at his own rudeness; "my conduct is inexcusable.
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