"
"Oh, Jack!" cried his mother, falling upon his neck, and covering him with
kisses. Her thoughts were deflected from Vivie Warren by the peculiar behavior of a
middle-aged gentleman in Piccadilly. "Enough!" rejoined Wild; "he shall not return. Completely overcome by fatigue, with strained muscles, and bruised hands;
streaming with perspiration, and with lips so parched that he would gladly have
parted with a treasure if he had possessed it for a draught of water; he sank
against the wall, and while in this state was seized with, a sudden and strange
alarm. The autumn rain had made every surface tacky,
the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided. "
"It was her own fault," observed Blueskin, moodily. But some day she would
find a place to love: there would be rosy apples on the boughs, and there would
be flurries of snow blowing into her face. "
"Man, in God's name, come with me and tell her this!" urged
Spurlock. ”
“THE BUCKNALL MANSIONS MYSTERY.
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