’ Chapter Five ‘Now then, young Jack,’ Gerald said, turning to the lad, who was sitting in the place lately vacated by his self-appointed mistress, but in a state of far less relaxation. ‘You would have a history of my life? Very well. But you don’t particularly want to do the job that sets you free—for its own sake. Both had very singular faces; very odd wigs, very much pulled over their brows; and very large cravats, very much raised above their chins. "Ah!" exclaimed Jack, starting to his feet. He caught the smirk. One can't help being jealous, you know, even of an unworthy object.
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