At this juncture, Sir Cecil and his followers appeared at the threshold. Wood caught hold of Jack's leg, and dragged him off the bench. He stood before her. Once she reached the bamboo curtain, clutched at it and tore it down as his arms went around her waist. “It is an annoyance, my friend,” she said, “not a tragedy. Having drunk as much as he thought prudent, and thanked his unknown friend for his attention, Jack again lay down on the straw, and indulged himself with another nap, intending to get up as soon as it was perfectly dark.
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