Time wore on somewhat slowly with the prisoner, who had to control his impatience in the best way he could; but as the shades of evening were darkening, the door was unlocked, and Mr. “I WILL be arrested! I WON’T go home!” the little old lady was screaming over and over again. The jealous burn at his eyes subsided and his finger came up. Jack, whose clothes were covered with dust, and whose face was deathly pale from his recent exertion, looked more like a phantom than a living person. “There’s no delusions, so far as I know,” said Ann Veronica.
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