"Yes, my angel, to her—rest her soul! She extorted it from me, and bound me by a solemn oath to fulfil it. ToC That night Jack walked to Paddington, and took up his quarters at a small tavern, called the Wheat-sheaf, near the green. Good riddance. ’ ‘But I can’t leave you, miss. Then instinct took over. The gale had become a hurricane: that hurricane was the most terrible that ever laid waste our city. When I told her that there were no available nurses this side of Hong-Kong, she offered her services at once, and broke her journey. Before her was a great Gothic portal.
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