"Sir Rowland, I salute you as your nephew. I’ll have it out with him. Jack was caught, as in a trap, by the pendant tails of Abraham's long frock; and, instead of obtaining his release by his ingenuity, he only got a sound thrashing. ‘At last,’ he cried, ‘I have found you!’ He would listen to nothing. Meanwhile, she was spirited away from John and bombarded by half-familiar people who attempted to chat with her above the roar of the crowd. Tell her, that more than once, when about to commit some desperate offence, I have been restrained by her gentle image. A girl of fifteen or sixteen gave her a handbill that she regarded as a tract until she saw “Votes for Women” at the top. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances.
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