"Oh! never mind him: he'll take no harm! Come with me into the parlour. He had no wish to go foraging in Spurlock's trunk. He threw up his hand, reeled for a moment on his feet, and collapsed upon the floor. Nothing else so quickly establishes the condition of comradeship as the sharing of a laughable incident. Oh! and love—love! We’ve had so splendid a time, and fought our fight and won. " And he struck up the following ballad:— SAINT GILES'S BOWL. " "As you please, Sir,—provided you don't let him off. Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. She leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes. " "I will, when I've had my revenge," muttered Jack.
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