She had a vision of policemen, reproving magistrates, a crowded court, public disgrace. Her father held some printed document in his hand, and appeared not to observe her entry. But I was sorry for poor Jack—as I am still, and hoped he would mend. A stout wooden shutter, opening inwardly, being removed, disclosed a grating of iron bars. “By Jove!” he exclaimed. It was a mad half-hour. ’ ‘Ah, that is good,’ sighed the lady.
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