He tired of his popcorn and placed it under his seat. “I have come to tell you this. At last he could bear it no longer. When my father died, and we were left alone in Jersey, I was quite a long time deciding whether I would go in for singing professionally or try painting. From head to foot he was attired in the fashionable garb of the young man of the moment. "Enough," said Jack, recovering his composure. “It’s something that bothers me. "Goodness only knows what he's reserved for," rejoined the widow in a desponding tone; "but if Mynheer Van Galgebrok, whom I met last night at the Cross Shovels, spoke the truth, little Jack will never die in his bed. His interest was divided: while his ears drank in the sounds, his glance constantly roved from Ruth to the performer and back to Ruth. Vexation at his folly in suffering himself to be thus entrapped kept Wood for a short time silent. The future? He dared not speculate upon that. “Nice sleeve,” she said, and came to his hand and kissed it.
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