The call of youth to youth, and we name it love for want of something better: a glamorous, evanescent thing "like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a little hour or two, was gone. Sudden indignation boiled up in him. “Marriage certificates don’t tell lies, at any rate,” he said. "Slip on the handcuffs," cried the thief-taker. Wood was an old friend of mine—and I recollect seeing Jack when he was bound 'prentice to him.
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