It was a copy of the pencil sketch taken of him nine years ago by Winifred, and awakened a thousand tender recollections. He left his office at 5:39 according to her watch. Completely overcome by fatigue, with strained muscles, and bruised hands; streaming with perspiration, and with lips so parched that he would gladly have parted with a treasure if he had possessed it for a draught of water; he sank against the wall, and while in this state was seized with, a sudden and strange alarm. "But I soon shall be," returned Jack; "take these," he added, flinging the handcuffs against the wooden partition, "and wear 'em yourself. “You will be so late. "Fold it … under the pillow. "More than three hundred weight, Sir," replied the man.
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