The door was closed— locked,—and the pair were heard descending the stairs. Courtlaw, who was sitting by the bedside, bent over him. "Vat ish it, Mishter Vild?" inquired Mendez. Wood's anxiety to please her distinguished guests speedily displayed itself in a very plentiful, if not very dainty repast. He seemed to know a great deal about life. Get a license—just an idea of mine. Jack's heart was too full to allow him to derive any pleasure from this scene; so he strolled on without raising his eyes till he arrived at Kensal Green.
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