So, one day, because God was wroth, her mother ran away with a blackguard, and died in the gutter, miserably. '" "Let me see," cried Jack, snatching the paper, and eagerly perusing the advertisement. And then came the vile experience of being forced and borne along the street to the police-station. At six o'clock, the wicket was shut; and at nine, the jail was altogether locked up. But as the students sat about Miss Garvice’s tea-pot and drank tea or smoked cigarettes, the talk got away from Capes.
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