" "As like as life, Sir," observed Austin, peeping over Thornhill's shoulder at the portrait. For some time after he was locked up in this prison Jack continued in a very dejected state. This was automatically rather than thoughtfully done; habit. Always her prayers ended—'And may my beautiful mother guide me!' No. He played variations on this theme for the better part of an hour. “Beats me. ” “Damn!” he remarked at the defaced letter; and, taking a fresh sheet, he recopied what he had written. A large dog was then set at him by a stable-boy; but, striking the animal with his faithful iron-bar, he speedily sent him yelping back. That's well.
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