Having seen his mistress safe down, Jack instantly descended, leaving the best
part of his clothes, as a memorial of his flight, to the jailor. So, bloody but unbeaten, weak
and spent but undaunted, he waited for the Wastrel to spring up. Jack tried it, and found it locked. " His demeanour was
polished; his manners singularly affable and gentle; and he was remarkable, for
the generosity of his temper. She wrenched her head away from his grip and got her arm between his
chest and hers. ’
His features relaxed again and he grinned. "
Upon which, he set off in the direction of the entry. She entered the
front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the
old wood table waiting for guests who would never come. With an open hand, he slapped her face. "I do," replied Jack, carelessly. I suppose we’re all human
beings really, but what price the sacred Institution of the Family! Us as a bundle!
Eh?. "
"And I'm glad your worship's recognition doesn't come too late," observed the
Master.
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