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. I didn’t ought to have sent for him. ” There was a long silence. "Quite sorry, my good friend, there should have been any misunderstanding between us," observed the woollen-draper. The place pulsed with music too loud to converse above. Someone bounded up the stairs, which groaned from the strain, unmistakably Mike.
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