I don’t understand the workings of a gentleman’s mind. She hung about his chair, followed him to the door, touched his sleeve timidly, all the while striving to pronounce the words which refused to rise to her tongue. "Mother—dear mother!" said Jack, bursting into tears. Jiggle-joggle, jiggle-joggle…! For each pause she was grateful. "You've arrived sooner than I expected, Sir Rowland," observed the thief-taker. She was an indignant queen, no doubt she was alarmed and disgusted within limits; but she was highly excited, and there was something, some low adventurous strain in her being, some element, subtle at least if base, going about the rioting ways and crowded insurgent meeting-places of her mind declaring that the whole affair was after all—they are the only words that express it—a very great lark indeed.
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